iam fleming.for your eyes only-第15部分

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use　for　civilisation。
　Bond　thought　she　was　wonderful。　He　smiled　at　her。　He　said　softly；　reassuringly：　〃I　suppose　you're　Robina　Hood。　My　name's　James　Bond。〃　He　reached　for　his　flask　and　unscrewed　the　top　and　held　it　out。　〃Sit　down　and　have　a　drink　of　this　…　firewater　and　coffee。　And　I've　got　some　biltong。　Or　do　you　live　on　dew　and　berries？〃
　She　came　a　little　closer　and　sat　down　a　yard　from　him。　She　sat　like　a　Red　Indian；　her　knees　splayed　wide　and　her　ankles　tucked　up　high　under　her　thighs。　She　reached　for　the　flask　and　drank　deeply　with　her　head　thrown　back。　She　handed　it　back　without　ment。　She　did　not　smile。　She　said　〃Thanks〃　grudgingly；　and　took　her　arrow　and　thrust　it　over　her　back　to　join　the　others　in　the　quiver。　She　said；　watching　him　closely：　〃I　suppose　you're　a　poacher。　The　deer…hunting　season　doesn't　open　for　another　three　weeks。　But　you　won't　find　any　deer　down　here。　They　only　e　so　low　at　night。　You　ought　to　be　higher　up　during　the　day；　much　higher。　If　you　like；　I'll　tell　you　where　there　are　some。　Quite　a　big　herd。　It's　a　bit　late　in　the　day；　but　you　could　still　get　to　them。　They're　up…wind　from　here　and　you　seem　to　know　about　stalking。　You　don't　make　much　noise。〃
　〃Is　that　what　you're　doing　here　…　hunting？　Let's　see　your　licence。〃
　Her　shirt　had　buttoned…down　breast　pockets。　Without　protest　she　took　out　from　one　of　them　the　white　paper　and　handed　it　over。
　The　licence　had　been　issued　in　Bennington；　Vermont。　It　had　been　issued　in　the　name　of　Judy　Havelock。　There　was　a　list　of　types　of　permit。　'Non…resident　hunting'　and　'Non…resident　bow　and　arrow'　had　been　ticked。　The　cost　had　been　18。50；　payable　to　the　Fish　and　Game　Service；　Montpelier；　Vermont。　Judy　Havelock　had　given　her　age　as　twenty…five　and　her　place　of　birth　as　Jamaica。
　Bond　thought：　'God　Almighty！'　He　handed　the　paper　back。　So　that　was　the　score！　He　said　with　sympathy　and　respect：　〃You're　quite　a　girl；　Judy。　It's　a　long　walk　from　Jamaica。　And　you　were　going　to　take　him　on　with　your　bow　and　arrow。　You　know　what　they　say　in　China：　'Before　you　set　out　on　revenge；　dig　two　graves。'　Have　you　done　that；　or　did　you　expect　to　get　away　with　it？〃
　The　girl　was　staring　at　him。　〃Who　are　you？　What　are　you　doing　here？　What　do　you　know　about　it？〃
　Bond　reflected。　There　was　only　one　way　out　of　this　mess　and　that　was　to　join　forces　with　the　girl。　What　a　hell　of　a　business！　He　said　resignedly：　〃I've　told　you　my　name。　I've　been　sent　out　from　London　by；　er；　Scotland　Yard。　I　know　all　about　your　troubles　and　I've　e　out　here　to　pay　off　some　of　the　score　and　see　you're　not　bothered　by　these　people。　In　London　we　think　that　the　man　in　that　house　might　start　putting　pressure　on　you；　about　your　property；　and　there's　no　other　way　of　stopping　him。〃
　The　girl　said　bitterly：　〃I　had　a　favourite　pony；　a　Palomino。　Three　weeks　ago　they　poisoned　it。　Then　they　shot　my　Alsatian。　I'd　raised　it　from　a　puppy。　Then　came　a　letter。　It　said；　'Death　has　many　hands。　One　of　these　hands　is　now　raised　over　you。'　I　was　to　put　a　notice　in　the　paper；　in　the　personal　column；　on　a　particular　day。　I　was　just　to　say；　'I　will　obey。　Judy。'　I　went　to　the　police。　All　they　did　was　to　offer　me　protection。　It　was　people　in　Cuba；　they　thought。　There　was　nothing　else　they　could　do　about　it。　So　I　went　to　Cuba　and　stayed　in　the　best　hotel　and　gambled　big　in　the　casinos。〃　She　gave　a　little　smile。　〃I　wasn't　dressed　like　this。　I　wore　my　best　dresses　and　the　family　jewels。　And　people　made　up　to　me。　I　was　nice　to　them。　I　had　to　be。　And　all　the　while　I　asked　questions。　I　pretended　I　was　out　for　thrills　…　that　I　wanted　to　see　the　underworld　and　some　real　gangsters；　and　so　on。　And　in　the　end　I　found　out　about　this　man。〃　She　gestured　down　towards　the　house。　〃He　had　left　Cuba。　Batista　had　found　out　about　him　or　something。　And　he　had　a　lot　of　enemies。　I　was　told　plenty　about　him　and　in　the　end　I　met　a　man；　a　sort　of　high…up　policeman；　who　told　me　the　rest　after　I　had；〃　she　hesitated　and　avoided　Bond's　eyes；　〃after　I　had　made　up　to　him。〃　She　paused。　She　went　on：　〃I　left　and　went　to　America。　I　had　read　somewhere　about　Pinkerton's；　the　detective　people。　I　went　to　them　and　paid　to　have　them　find　this　man's　address。〃　She　turned　her　hands　palm　upwards　on　her　lap。　Now　her　eyes　were　defiant。　〃That's　all。〃
　〃How　did　you　get　here？〃
　〃I　flew　up　to　Bennington。　Then　I　walked。　Four　days。　Up　through　the　Green　Mountains。　I　kept　out　of　the　way　of　people。　I'm　used　to　this　sort　of　thing。　Our　house　is　in　the　mountains　in　Jamaica。　They're　much　more　difficult　than　these。　And　there　are　more　people；　peasants；　about　in　them。　Here　no　one　ever　seems　to　walk。　They　go　by　car。〃
　〃And　what　were　you　going　to　do　then？〃
　〃I'm　going　to　shoot　von　Hammerstein　and　walk　back　to　Bennington。〃　The　voice　was　as　casual　as　if　she　had　said　she　was　going　to　pick　a　wild　flower。
　From　down　in　the　valley　came　the　sound　of　voices。　Bond　got　to　his　feet　and　took　a　quick　look　through　the　branches。　Three　men　and　two　girls　had　e　on　to　the　patio。　There　was　talk　and　laughter　as　they　pulled　out　chairs　and　sat　down　at　the　table。　One　place　was　left　empty　at　the　head　of　the　table　between　the　two　girls。　Bond　took　out　his　telescopic　sight　and　looked　through　it。　The　three　men　were　very　small　and　dark。　One　of　them；　who　smiled　all　the　time　and　whose　clothes　looked　the　cleanest　and　smartest；　would　be　Gonzales。　The　other　two　were　low　peasant　types。　They　sat　together　at　the　foot　of　the　oblong　table　and　took　no　part　in　the　talk。　The　girls　were　swarthy　brunettes。　They　looked　like　cheap　Cuban　whores。　They　wore　bright　bathing　dresses　and　a　lot　of　gold　jewellery；　and　laughed　and　chattered　like　pretty　monkeys。　The　voices　were　almost　clear　enough　to　understand；　but　they　were　talking　Spanish。
　Bond　felt　the　girl　near　him。　She　stood　a　yard　behind　him。　Bond　handed　her　the　glass。　He　said：　〃The　neat　little　man　is　called　Major　Gonzales。　The　two　at　the　bottom　of　the　table　are　gunmen。　I　don't　know　who　the　girls　are。　Von　Hammerstein　isn't　there　yet。〃　She　took　a　quick　look　through　the　glass　and　handed　it　back　without　ment。　Bond　wondered　if　she　realised　that　she　had　been　looking　at　the　murderers　of　her　father　and　mother。
　The　two　girls　had　turned　and　were　looking　towards　the　door　into　the　house。　One　of　them　called　out　something　that　might　have　been　a　greeting。　A　short；　square；　almost　naked　man　came　out　into　the　sunshine。　He　walked　silently　past　the　table　to　the　edge　of　the　flagged　terrace　facing　the　lawn　and　proceeded　to　go　through　a　five…minute　programme　of　physical　drill。
　Bond　examined　the　man　minutely。　He　was　about　five　feet　four　with　a　boxer's　shoulders　and　hips；　but　a　stomach　that　was　going　to　fat。　A　mat　of　black　hair　covered　his　breasts　and　shoulder　blades；　and　his　arms　and　legs　were　thick　with　it。　By　contrast；　there　was　not　a　hair　on　his　face　or　head　and　his　skull　was　a　glittering　whitish　yellow　with　a　deep　dent　at　the　back　that　might　have　been　a　wound　or　the　scar　of　a　trepanning。　The　bone　structure　of　the　face　was　that　of　the　conventional　Prussian　officer　…　square；　hard　and　thrusting　…　but　the　eyes　under　the　naked　brows　were　close…set　and　piggish；　and　the　large　mouth　had　hideous　lips　…　thick　and　wet　and　crimson。　He　wore　nothing　but　a　strip　of　black　material；　hardly　larger　than　an　athletic　support…belt；　round　his　stomach；　and　a　large　gold　wrist…watch　on　a　gold　bracelet。　Bond　handed　the　glass　to　the　girl。　He　was　relieved。　Von　Hammerstein　looked　just　about　as　unpleasant　as　M's　dossier　said　he　was。
　Bond　watched　the　girl's　face。　The　mouth　looked　grim；　almost　cruel；　as　she　looked　down　on　the　man　she　had　e　to　kill。　What　was　he　to　do　about　her？　He　could　see　nothing　but　a　vista　of　troubles　from　her　presence。　She　might　even　interfere　with　his　own　plans　and　insist　on　playing　some　silly　role　with　her　bow　and　arrow。　Bond　made　up　his　mind。　He　just　could　not　afford　to　take　chances。　One　short　tap　at　the　base　of　the　skull　and　he　would　gag　her　and　tie　her　up　until　it　was　all　over。　Bond　reached　softly　for　the　butt　of　his　automatic。
　Nonchalantly　the　girl　moved　a　few　steps　back。　Just　as　nonchalantly　she　bent　down；　put　the　glass　on　the　ground　and　picked　up　her　bow。　She　reached　behind　her　for　an　arrow；　and　fitted　it　casually　into　the　bow。　Then　she　looked　up　at　Bond　and　said　quietly：　〃Don't　get　any　silly