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“I reckon it was a cannonball to the chest, or something similar. Or a missing arm or leg. Like as not, if there are real war veterans dead back there, that’s what killed them. ”
She nodded. “That, or infection, or . . . ” She dropped the whisper another degree. “Poison. ”
“Poison?” Mercy responded, too loudly for Miss Clay’s liking.
She shrugged and waved her hands as if she wasn’t certain of where she was going, but the plan was forming and she was determined to exposit it. “Poison, or some kind of contamination. I . . . I overheard something. ”
“Did you?”
“Yes, those Mexican inspectors, they—”
“Are they still on board?”
“Yes,” Miss Clay said quickly, eager to get back to her idea. “They’ve moved to the next car up. They were talking about some kind of illness or poison that they think might’ve contaminated their missing men. I know you spoke with them. ”
“They might’ve mentioned it. ” Or she might’ve mentioned it, but she didn’t say so.
Nearly exasperated, Miss Clay said, “Mr. Purdue was talking to that fellow, that Mr. Hayes. ”
“About the missing Mexicans?”
“Yes. He was reading a newspaper—while he was back there, like a toad in a hole—and I was only trying to get some breakfast. He was telling Mr. Hayes that something that could alter so many hundreds of people all at once would make a tremendous weapon, if that’s what had happened. And before long, if he had his way, the Union would be in a position to produce just such a weapon. ”
It was Mercy’s turn to frown. “Turning a disease or a poison into a weapon? I’ve never heard of such a thing. ”
“I have,” Miss Clay informed her. “During the French and Indian war, the government gave smallpox-?infected blankets to hostile tribes. It was cheaper and easier than exterminating them. ”
“What a gruesome way of looking at it!”
“Gruesome indeed! It’s an army, Mrs. Lynch, not a schoolyard full of boys. It’s their job to destroy things and kill people in the name of their own population. They do what they must, and they do it as inexpensively as they can, and as efficiently as possible. What could be more insidious and efficient than an unseen contagion?”
Mercy lifted a finger to pretend to doodle on the table between them as she responded. “But the problem with an unseen contagion is obvious, ain’t it? You’re gonna infect your own folks with it, sure as you infect other people. ”
“Clearly some amount of research and development would be required, but isn’t that what Mr. Purdue does on his own time, in order to justify his continued existence as a passenger on this train? He’s a scientist, and he’s guarding a scientific treasure trove. For the military,” she emphasized this final point.
“It sounds awful, but I don’t guess I’d put it past him. ”
“Neither would I,” Miss Clay said with a set of her mouth that wasn’t quite a smile, but conveyed the fact that she thought that now she and the nurse might finally be on the same page. “And that’s why we must take this oppo
rtunity while the train is stationary, to sneak into that rear car and see what’s inside. ”
Mercy’s eyebrows bounced up. “You can’t be serious. ”
“Of course I can. I’ve even changed my shoes for the occasion. ”
“Bully for you,” Mercy said. “What are you going to do? I’ve already done my best to persuade the captain to intervene. Shall you seduce your way past Mr. Purdue and—”
“Don’t be revolting. And please recall, I’ve requested your own involvement as well. It’ll be disgusting, no doubt. And it wouldn’t be necessary if that blasted captain would stand up to the hierarchy and insist for himself that the things under his purview are all known quantities. But alas, I can’t convince him to budge on the matter. Ridiculous man, and his ridiculous sense of duty. ”
“He’s all right. You leave him alone. ”
Miss Clay made a little sniff and said, “If you say so. Now, come on. ” She changed the subject, rising to her feet. “You and I are going to perform some reconnaissance. ”
“We’re going to do what?”
“We’re going to poke around, and let ourselves into that car. ”
Mercy asked, “How? The doors are sealed and chained. You’ve seen that yourself, I bet, when we’ve stopped at stations and stretched our legs. And even if they weren’t, Mr. Purdue and his very large gun are standing between us and that car. Or, Mr. Hayes, as the case may be. ”
