rl.thebourneidentity-第34部分

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　'Streets？　Why　streets？'
　'I　don't　know。　Faces　met　me　in　the　streets。。。　and　in　quiet　places。　Dark　places。'
　'Restaurants？　Gate's？'
　'Yes。　And　rooms。'
　'Hotel　rooms？'
　'Yes。'
　'Not　offices？　Business　offices？'
　'Sometimes。　Not　usually。'
　'All　right。　People　met　you。　Faces。　Men？　Women？　Both？'
　'Men　mostly。　Some　women；　but　mostly　men。'
　'What　did　they　talk　about？'
　'I　don't　know。'
　'Try　to　remember。'
　'I　can't。　There　aren't　any　voices；　there　aren't　any　words。'
　'Were　there　schedules？　You　met　people；　that　means　you　had　appointments。　They　expected　to　meet　you　and　you　expected　to　meet　them。　Who　scheduled　those　appointments？　Someone　had　to。'
　'Cables。　Telephone　calls。'
　'From　whom？　From　where？'
　'I　don't　know。　They　would　reach　me。'
　'At　hotels'''
　'Mostly；　I　imagine。'
　'You　told　me　the　assistant　manager　at　the　Carillon　said　you　did　receive　messages。'
　'Then　they　came　to　hotels。'
　'Something…or…other　Seventy…one？'
　Treadstone。'
　'Treadstone。　That's　your　pany；　isn't　it？'
　'It　doesn't　mean　anything。　I　couldn't　find　it！
　'Concentrate！'
　'I　am。　It　wasn't　listed。　I　called　New　York。！
　'You　seem　to　think　that's　so　unusual。　It's　not！
　'Why　not？
　'It　could　be　a　separate　in…house　division；　or　a　blind　subsidiary　…　a　corporation　set　up　to　make　purchases　for　a　parent　pany　whose　name　would　push　up　a　negotiating　price。　It's　done　every　day。'
　'Who　are　you　trying　to　convince？〃
　'You。　It's　entirely　possible　that　you're　a　roving　negotiator　for　American　financial　interests。　Everything　points　to　it：　funds　set　up　for　immediate　capital；　confidentiality　open　for　corporate　approval；　which　was　never　exercised。　These　facts；　plus　your　own　antenna　for　political　shifts；　point　to　a　trusted　purchasing　agent；　and　quite　probably　a　large　shareholder　or　part　owner　of　the　parent　pany。'
　'You　talk　awfully　fast。'
　'I've　said　nothing　that　isn't　logical。'
　There's　a　hole　or　two。'
　'Where？'
　That　account　didn't　show　any　withdrawals。　Only　deposits。　I　wasn't　buying；　I　was　selling。'
　'You　don't　know　that；　you　can't　remember。　Payments　can　be　made　with　shortfall　deposits。'
　'I　don't　even　know　what　that　means。〃
　'A　treasurer　aware　of　certain　tax　strategies　would。　What's　the　other　hole？'
　'Men　don't　try　to　kill　someone　for　buying　something　at　a　lower　price。　They　may　expose　him；　they　don't　kill　him。〃
　They　do　if　a　gargantuan　error　has　been　made。　Or　if　that　person　has　been　mistaken　for　someone　else。　What　I'm　trying　to　tell　you　is　that　you　can't　be　what　you're　not。　No　matter　what　anyone　says。'
　'You're　that　convinced。'
　'I'm　that　convinced。　I've　spent　three　days　with　you。　We've　talked；　I've　listened。　A　terrible　error　has　been　made。。。　Or　it's　some　kind　of　conspiracy。'
　'Involving　what？　Against　what？'
　That's　what　you　have　to　find　out
　Thanks。'
　Tell　me　something。　What　es　to　mind　when　you　think　of　money？'
　Stop　it！　Don't　do　this！　Can't　you　understand？　You're　wrong。　When　I　think　of　money　I　think　of　killing。
　'I　don't　know。！　he　said。　Tin　tired。　I　want　to　sleep。　Send　your　cable　in　the　morning。'
　It　was　well　past　midnight；　the　beginning　of　the　fourth　day；　and　still　sleep　would　not　e。　Bourne　stared　at　the　ceiling；　at　the　dark　wood　that　reflected　the　light　of　the　table　lamp　across　the　room。　The　light　remained　on　during　the　nights；　Marie　simply　left　it　on；　no　explanation　sought；　none　offered。
　In　the　morning　she　would　be　gone　and　his　own　plans　had　to　crystallize。　He　would　stay　at　the　inn　for　a　few　more　days；　call　the　doctor　in　Wohlen　and　arrange　to　have　the　stitches　removed。　After　that；　Paris。　The　money　was　in　Paris；　and　so　was　something　else；　he　knew　it；　he　felt　it。　A　final　answer；　it　was　in　Paris。
　You　are　not　helpless。　You　will　find　your　way。
　What　would　he　find？　A　man　named　Carlos？　Who　was　Carlos　and　what　was　he　to　Jason　Bourne？
　He　heard　the　rustle　of　cloth　from　the　couch　against　the　wall。　He　glanced　over；　startled　to　see　that　Marie　was　not　asleep。　Instead；　she　was　looking　at　him；　staring　at　him　really。
　'You're　wrong；　you　know；'　she　said。
　'About　what？'
　'What　you're　thinking。'
　'You　don't　know　what　I'm　thinking。'
　'Yes；　I　do。　I've　seen　that　look　in　your　eyes；　seeing　things　you're　not　sure　are　there；　afraid　that　they　may　be。'
　They　have　been；'　he　replied。　'Explain　the　Steppdeckstrasse。　Explain　a　fat　man　at　the　Drei　Alpenhauser。'
　'I　can't；　but　neither　can　you。'
　They　were　there。　I　saw　them　and　they　were　there。！
　'Find　out　why。　You　can't　be　what　you're　not；　Jason。　Find　out。'
　'Paris；'　he　said。
　'Yes；　Paris。'　Marie　got　up　from　the　couch。　She　was　in　a　soft　yellow　nightgown；　nearly　white；　pearl　buttons　at　the　neck；　it　flowed　as　she　walked　towards　the　bed　in　her　bare　feet。　She　stood　beside　him；　looking　down；　then　raised　both　her　hands　and　began　unbuttoning　the　top　of　the　gown。　She　let　it　fall　away　as　she　sat　on　the　bed；　her　breasts　above　him。　She　leaned　towards　him；　reaching　for　his　face；　cupping　it；　holding　him　gently；　her　eyes　as　so　often　during　the　past　few　days　unwavering；　fixed　on　his。　Thank　you　for　my　life；'　she　whispered。
　Thank　you　for　mine；'　he　answered　feeling　the　longing　he　knew　she　felt；　wondering　if　an　ache　acpanied　hers；　as　it　did　his。　He　had　no　memory　of　a　woman　and；　perhaps　because　he　had　none　she　was　everything　he　could　imagine；　everything　and　much。。。　much　more。　She　repelled　the　darkness　for　him。　She　stopped　the　pain。
　He　had　been　afraid　to　tell　her。　And　she　was　telling　him　now　it　was　all　right；　if　only　for　a　while　for　an　hour　or　so。　For　the　remainder　of　that　night；　she　was　giving　him　a　memory　because　she　too　longed　for　release　from　the　coiled　springs　of　violence。　Tension　was　suspended；　fort　theirs　for　an　hour　or　so。　It　was　all　he　asked　for；　but　God　in　heaven；　how　he　needed　her。
　He　reached　for　her　breast　and　pulled　her　lips　to　his　lips；　her　moisture　arousing　him；　sweeping　away　the　doubts。
　She　lifted　the　covers　and　came　to　him。
　She　lay　in　his　arms；　her　head　on　his　chest；　careful　to　avoid　the　wound　in　his　shoulder。　She　slid　back　gently；　raising　herself　on　her　elbows。　He　looked　at　her；　their　eyes　locked；　and　both　smiled。　She　lifted　her　hand；　pressing　her　index　finger　over　his　lips；　and　spoke　softly。
　'I　have　something　to　say　and　I　don't　want　you　to　interrupt　I'm　not　fending　the　cable　to　Peter。　Not　yet〃
　'Now；　just　a　minute。'　He　took　her　hand　from　his　face。
　'Please；　don't　interrupt　me。　I　said　〃not　yet〃。　That　doesn't　mean　I　won't　send　it；　but　not　for　a　while。　I'm　staying　with　you。　I'm　going　to　Paris　with　you。〃
　He　forced　the　words。　'Suppose　I　don't　want　you　to。'
　She　leaned　forward　brushing　her　lips　against　his　cheek。　That　won't　wash。　The　puter　just　rejected　it。'
　'I　wouldn't　be　so　certain；　if　I　were　you。'
　'But　you're　not　me；　and　I　know　the　way　you　held　me；　and　tried　to　say　so　many　things　you　couldn't　say。　Things　I　think　we　both　wanted　to　say　to　each　other　for　the　past　several　days。　I　can't　explain　what's　happened。　Oh；　I　suppose　it's　there　in　some　obscure　psychological　theory　somewhere；　two　reasonably　intelligent　people　thrown　into　hell　together　and　crawling　out。。。　together。　And　maybe　that's　all　it　is。　But　it's　there　just　now　and　I　can't　run　away　from　it。　I　can't　run　away　from　you。　Because　you　need　me；　and　you　gave　me　my　life。'
　'What　makes　you　think　I　need　you？'
　'I　can　do　things　for　you　that　you　can't　do　for　yourself。　It's　all　I've　thought　about　for　the　past　two　hours。'　She　raised　herself　further；　naked　beside　him。　'You're　somehow　involved　with　a　great　deal　of　money；　but　I　don't　think　you　know　a　debit　from　an　asset。　You　may　have　before；　but　you　don't　now。　I　do。　And　there's　something　else。　I　have　a　ranking　position　with　the　Canadian　government　I　have　clearance　and　access　to　all　manner　of　inquiries。　And　protection。　International　finance　is　rotten　and　Canada　has　been　raped。　We've　mounted　our　own　protection　and　I'm　part　of　it。　It's　why　I　was　in　Zurich。　To　observe　and　report　alliances；　not　to　discuss　abstract　theories。'
　'And　the　fact　that　you　have　this　clearance；　this　access；　can　help　me？'
　'I　think　it　can。　And　embassy　protection；　that　may　be　the　most　important。　But　I　give　you　my　word　that　at　the　first　sign　of　violence；　I'll　send　the　cable　and　get　out。　My　own　fears　aside；　I　won't　be　a　burden　to　you　under　those　conditions。'