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stood for a moment looking out across the quiet water. She said some words
that Bond couldn't hear. Then she leaned back and with all her strength threw
the gold chain far out over the shoal into the dark blue. The chain twinkled
briefly in the strong sun and there was a small splash. She watched the
ripples widen and, when the smashed mirror was whole again, turned and walked
back up the sand, her small limp leaving footmarks of uneven depth.
Bond showed her the working of the machine. He eliminated the wrist-watch
indicator and told her to depend entirely on the telltale clicking. Anywhere
in the ship should be all right, he explained. But better near the hold if
you can get there. Say you want to take a photograph from the well deck aft or
something. This thing's made up to look like a Rolleiflex. It's got all the
Rolleiflex lenses and gadgets on the front, lever to press and all. It just
hasn't got a film. You could say that you'd decided to take some
farewell pictures ofNassau and the yacht, couldn't you?
Yes. The girl, who had been listening attentively, now seemed distracted.
Tentatively she put out a hand and touched Bond's arm. She let the hand fall.
She looked up at him and then swiftly away. She said shyly, What I said, what
I said about hating you. That is not true. I didn't understand. How could
I---all this terrible story? I still can't quite believe it, believe that
Largo has anything to do with it. We had a sort of an affair inCapri . He is
an attractive man. Everyone else wanted him. It was a challenge to take him
from all these other smart women. Then he explained about the yacht and this
wonderful trip looking for treasure. It was like a fairy tale. Of course I
agreed to come. Who wouldn't have? In exchange, I was quite ready to do what I
had to do. She looked briefly at him and away. I am sorry. But that is how
it is. When we got toNassau and he kept me ashore, away from the yacht, I was
surprised but I was not offended. The islands are beautiful. There was enough
for me to do. But what you have told me explains many small things. I was
never allowed in the radio room. The crew were silent and unfriendly---they
treated me like someone who was not wanted on board, and they were on curious
terms withLargo , more like equals than paid men. And they were tough men and
better educated than sailors usually are.
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So it all fits. I can even remember that, for a whole week before last
Thursday,Largo was terribly nervous and irritable. We were already getting
tired of each other. I put it down to that. I was even making plans for flying
home by myself. But he has been better the last few days and when he told me
to be packed and ready to come on board this evening, I thought I might just
as well do as he said. And of course I was very excited over this treasure
hunt. I wanted to see what it was all about. But then ---she looked out to
sea--- there was you. And this afternoon, after what happened, I had decided
to tellLargo
I would not go. I would stay here and see where you went and go with you. For
the first time she looked him full in the face and held his eyes. Would you
have let me do that?
Bond reached out and put his hand against her cheek. Of course I would.
But what happens now? When shall I see you again?
This was the question Bond had dreaded. By sending her back on board, and with
the Geiger counter, he was putting her in double danger. She could be found
out byLargo , in which case her death would be immediate. If it came to a
chase, which seemed almost certain, the Manta would sink the Disco by gunfire
or torpedo, probably without warning. Bond had added up these factors and had
closed his mind to them. He kept it closed. He said, As soon as this is over.
I shall look for you wherever you are. But now you are going to be in danger.
You know this. Do you want to go on with it? She looked at her watch. She
said, It ishalf past four . I must go. Do not come with me to the car. Kiss
me once and stay here. Do not worry about what you want done. I will do it
well. It is either that or a stiletto in the hack for this man. She held out
her arms. Come. Minutes later Bond heard the engine of the MG come to life.
He waited until the sound had receded in the distance down theWestern Coast
Road ; then he went to the Land Rover and climbed in and followed.
A mile down the coast, at the two white obelisks that marked the entrance
toPalmyra , dust still hung in
the driveway. Bond sneered at his impulse to drive in after her and stop her
from going out to the yacht.
What in hell was he thinking of? He drove on fast down the road to Old Fort
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stood for a moment looking out across the quiet water. She said some words
that Bond couldn't hear. Then she leaned back and with all her strength threw
the gold chain far out over the shoal into the dark blue. The chain twinkled
briefly in the strong sun and there was a small splash. She watched the
ripples widen and, when the smashed mirror was whole again, turned and walked
back up the sand, her small limp leaving footmarks of uneven depth.
Bond showed her the working of the machine. He eliminated the wrist-watch
indicator and told her to depend entirely on the telltale clicking. Anywhere
in the ship should be all right, he explained. But better near the hold if
you can get there. Say you want to take a photograph from the well deck aft or
something. This thing's made up to look like a Rolleiflex. It's got all the
Rolleiflex lenses and gadgets on the front, lever to press and all. It just
hasn't got a film. You could say that you'd decided to take some
farewell pictures ofNassau and the yacht, couldn't you?
Yes. The girl, who had been listening attentively, now seemed distracted.
Tentatively she put out a hand and touched Bond's arm. She let the hand fall.
She looked up at him and then swiftly away. She said shyly, What I said, what
I said about hating you. That is not true. I didn't understand. How could
I---all this terrible story? I still can't quite believe it, believe that
Largo has anything to do with it. We had a sort of an affair inCapri . He is
an attractive man. Everyone else wanted him. It was a challenge to take him
from all these other smart women. Then he explained about the yacht and this
wonderful trip looking for treasure. It was like a fairy tale. Of course I
agreed to come. Who wouldn't have? In exchange, I was quite ready to do what I
had to do. She looked briefly at him and away. I am sorry. But that is how
it is. When we got toNassau and he kept me ashore, away from the yacht, I was
surprised but I was not offended. The islands are beautiful. There was enough
for me to do. But what you have told me explains many small things. I was
never allowed in the radio room. The crew were silent and unfriendly---they
treated me like someone who was not wanted on board, and they were on curious
terms withLargo , more like equals than paid men. And they were tough men and
better educated than sailors usually are.
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So it all fits. I can even remember that, for a whole week before last
Thursday,Largo was terribly nervous and irritable. We were already getting
tired of each other. I put it down to that. I was even making plans for flying
home by myself. But he has been better the last few days and when he told me
to be packed and ready to come on board this evening, I thought I might just
as well do as he said. And of course I was very excited over this treasure
hunt. I wanted to see what it was all about. But then ---she looked out to
sea--- there was you. And this afternoon, after what happened, I had decided
to tellLargo
I would not go. I would stay here and see where you went and go with you. For
the first time she looked him full in the face and held his eyes. Would you
have let me do that?
Bond reached out and put his hand against her cheek. Of course I would.
But what happens now? When shall I see you again?
This was the question Bond had dreaded. By sending her back on board, and with
the Geiger counter, he was putting her in double danger. She could be found
out byLargo , in which case her death would be immediate. If it came to a
chase, which seemed almost certain, the Manta would sink the Disco by gunfire
or torpedo, probably without warning. Bond had added up these factors and had
closed his mind to them. He kept it closed. He said, As soon as this is over.
I shall look for you wherever you are. But now you are going to be in danger.
You know this. Do you want to go on with it? She looked at her watch. She
said, It ishalf past four . I must go. Do not come with me to the car. Kiss
me once and stay here. Do not worry about what you want done. I will do it
well. It is either that or a stiletto in the hack for this man. She held out
her arms. Come. Minutes later Bond heard the engine of the MG come to life.
He waited until the sound had receded in the distance down theWestern Coast
Road ; then he went to the Land Rover and climbed in and followed.
A mile down the coast, at the two white obelisks that marked the entrance
toPalmyra , dust still hung in
the driveway. Bond sneered at his impulse to drive in after her and stop her
from going out to the yacht.
What in hell was he thinking of? He drove on fast down the road to Old Fort
Point, where the police watchers were housed in the garage of a deserted [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]