iam fleming.for your eyes only-第42部分

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er　to　her　cabin　and　left　her　there　in　tears。　〃It's　all　right；　Liz；〃　he　said。　You　stay　out　of　this。　I'll　look　after　everything。　We'll　have　to　radio　Port　Victoria　and　so　on。　I'll　tell　Fritz　to　put　on　speed。　I'm　afraid　it's　hopeless　turning　back　to　look。　There've　been　six　hours　of　daylight　when　he　couldn't　have　fallen　overboard　without　being　heard　or　seen。　It　must　have　been　in　the　night。　I'm　afraid　anything　like　six　hours　in　these　seas　is　just　not　on。〃
　She　stared　at　him；　her　eyes　wide。　〃You　mean　…　you　mean　sharks　and　things？〃
　Bond　nodded。
　〃Oh　Milt！　Poor　darling　Milt！　Oh；　why　did　this　have　to　happen？〃
　Bond　went　out　and　softly　shut　the　door。
　
　The　yacht　rounded　Cannon　Point　and　reduced　speed。　Keeping　well　away　from　the　broken　reef；　it　slid　quietly　across　the　broad　bay；　now　lemon　and　gunmetal　in　the　last　light；　towards　the　anchorage。　The　small　township　beneath　the　mountains　was　already　dark　with　indigo　shadow　in　which　a　sprinkling　of　yellow　lights　showed。　Bond　saw　the　Customs　and　Immigration　launch　move　off　from　Long　Pier　to　meet　them。　The　little　munity　would　already　be　buzzing　with　the　news　that　would　have　quickly　leaked　from　the　radio　station　to　the　Seychelles　Club　and　then；　through　the　members'　chauffeurs　and　staffs；　into　the　town。
　Liz　Krest　turned　to　him。　〃I'm　beginning　to　get　nervous。　Will　you　help　me　through　the　rest　of　this　…　these　awful　formalities　and　things？〃
　〃Of　course。〃
　Fidele　Barbey　said：　〃Don't　worry　too　much。　All　these　people　are　my　friends。　And　the　Chief　Justice　is　my　uncle。　We　shall　all　have　to　make　a　statement。　They'll　probably　have　the　inquest　tomorrow。　You'll　be　able　to　leave　the　day　after。〃
　〃You　really　think　so？〃　A　dew　of　sweat　had　sprung　below　her　eyes。　〃The　trouble　is；　I　don't　really　know　where　to　leave　for；　or　what　to　do　next。　I　suppose；〃　she　hesitated；　not　looking　at　Bond。　〃I　suppose；　James；　you　wouldn't　like　to　e　on　to　Mombasa？　I　mean；　you're　going　there；　anyway；　and　I'd　be　able　to　get　you　there　a　day　earlier　than　this　ship　of　yours；　this　Camp　something。〃
　〃Kampala。〃　Bond　lit　a　cigarette　to　cover　his　hesitation。　Four　days　in　a　beautiful　yacht　with　this　girl！　But　the　tail　of　that　fish；　sticking　out　of　the　mouth！　Had　she　done　it？　Or　had　Fidele；　who　would　know　that　his　uncles　and　cousins　on　Mahe　would　somehow　see　that　he　came　to　no　harm？　If　only　one　of　them　would　make　a　slip。　Bond　said　easily：　〃That's　terribly　nice　of　you；　Liz。　Of　course　I'd　love　to　e。〃
　Fidele　Barbey　chuckled。　〃Bravo；　my　friend。　And　I　would　love　to　be　in　your　shoes；　but　for　one　thing。　That　damned　fish。　It　is　a　great　responsibility。　I　like　to　think　of　you　both　being　deluged　with　cables　from　the　Smithsonian　about　it。　Don't　forget　that　you　are　now　both　trustees　of　a　scientific　Koh…i…noor。　And　you　know　what　these　Americans　are。　They'll　worry　the　life　out　of　you　until　they've　got　their　hands　on　it。〃
　Bond's　eyes　were　hard　as　flint　as　he　watched　the　girl。　Surely　that　put　the　finger　on　her。　Now　he　would　make　some　excuse　…　get　out　of　the　trip。　There　had　been　some　thing　about　that　particular　way　of　killing　a　man　。　。　。
　But　the　beautiful；　candid　eyes　did　not　flicker。　She　looked　up　into　Fidele　Barbey's　face　and　said；　easily；　charmingly：　〃That　won't　be　a　problem。　I've　decided　to　give　it　to　the　British　Museum。〃
　James　Bond　noticed　that　the　sweat　dew　had　now　gathered　at　her　temples。　But；　after　all；　it　was　a　desperately　hot　evening　。　。　。
　The　thud　of　the　engines　stopped　and　the　anchor　chain　roared　down　into　the　quiet　bay。
　
　
　
　
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