No. 1 lit a cigarette and watched the yacht's big brain get to work, scanning the ether, listening, searching. The operator played the dials with insect fingers, pausing, verifying, hastening on through the sound waves of the world. Now he suddenly stopped, checked, minutely adjusted the volume. He raised his thumb. No 1 spoke9 into the sphere of wire mesh10 that rose before his mouth from the base of the headset. ?No. 1 speaking.?
?No. 2 listening.? The voice was hollow. The words waxed and waned11. But it was Blofeld, all right. No. 1 knew that voice better than he remembered his father's.
?Successful. Ten-fifteen. Next phase ten-forty-five. Continuing. Over.?
?Thank you. Out.? The sound waves went dead. The interchange had taken forty-five seconds. No conceivable fear of interception12 in that time, on that waveband.
No. 1 went through the big stateroom and down into the hold. The four men of B team, their aqualungs beside them, were sitting around smoking. The wide underwater hatch just above the keel of the yacht was open. Moonlight, reflected off the white sand under the ship, shone up through the six feet of water in the hold. Stacked on the grating beside the men was the thick pile of tarpaulin13 painted a very pale café-au-lait with occasional irregular blotches14 of dark green and brown. No. 1 said, ?All is going very well. The recovery team is at work. It should not be long now. How about the chariot and the sled??
One of the men jerked his thumb downward. ?They are down there. Outside on the sand. So it will be quicker.?
?Correct.? No. 1 nodded toward a cranelike contraption fastened to a bulkhead above the hold. ?The derrick took the strain all right??
?That chain could handle twice the weight.?
?The pumps??
?In order. They will clear the hold in seven minutes.?
?Good. Well, take it easy. It will be a long night.? No. 1 climbed the iron ladder out of the hold and went up on deck. He didn't need his night glasses. Two hundred yards away to starboard the sea was empty save for the jolly-boat riding at anchor above the golden submarine glow. The red marker light had been taken into the boat. The rattle15 of the little generator16 making current for the big searchlight was loud. It would carry far across a sea as still as this. But accumulators would have been too bulky and might have exhausted17 themselves before the work was finished. The generator was a calculated risk and a small one at that. The nearest island was five miles away and uninhabited unless someone was having a midnight picnic on it. The yacht had stopped and searched it on the way to the rendezvous18. Everything had been done that could be done, every precaution taken. The wonderful machine was running silently and full out. There was nothing to worry about now except the next step. No. 1 went through the hatch into the enclosed bridge and bent19 over the lighted chart table.
Emilio Largo20, No. 1, was a big, conspicuously21 handsome man of about forty. He was a Roman and he looked like a Roman, not from the Rome of today, but from the Rome of the ancient coins. The large, long face was sunburned a deep mahogany brown and the light glinted off the strong rather hooked nose and the clean-cut lantern jaw22 that had been meticulously23 shaved before he had started out late that afternoon. In contrast to the hard, slow-moving brown eyes, the mouth, with its thick, rather down-curled lips, belong to a satyr. Ears that, from dead in front, looked almost pointed24, added to an animalness that would devastate25 women. The only weakness in the fine centurion26 face lay in the overlong sideburns and the too carefully waved black hair that glistened27 so brightly with pomade that it might almost have been painted onto the skull28. There was no fat on the big-boned frame-Largo had fought for Italy in the Olympic foils, was almost an Olympic-class swimmer with the Australian crawl, and only a month before had won the senior class in the Nassau water-ski championships-and the muscles bulged29 under the exquisitely31 cut sharkskin jacket. An aid to his athletic32 prowess were his hands. They were almost twice the normal size, even for a man of his stature33, and now, as they walked across the chart holding a ruler and a pair of dividers, they looked, extruding34 from the white sleeves that rested on the white chart, almost like large brown furry35 animals quite separate from their owner.
Largo was an adventurer, a predator36 on the herd37. Two hundred years before he would have been a pirate-not one of the jolly ones of the story books, but a man like Blackbeard, a bloodstained cutthroat who scythed38 his way through people toward gold. But Blackbeard had been too much of a bully39 and a roughneck, and wherever he went in the world he left behind a tell-tale shambles40. Largo was different. There was a cool brain and an exquisite30 finesse41 behind his actions that had always saved him from the herd's revenge-from his postwar debut42 as head of the black market in Naples, through five lucrative43 years smuggling44 from Tangier, five more master-minding the wave of big jewel robberies on the French Riviera, down to his last five with SPECTRE. Always he got away with it. Always he had seen the essential step ahead that would have been hidden from lesser45 men. He was the epitome46 of the gentleman crook-a man of the world, a great womanizer, a high liver with the entrée to café society in four continents, and the last survivor47, conveniently enough, of a once famous Roman family whose fortune, so he said, he had inherited. He also benefited from having no wife, a spotless police record, nerves of steel, a heart of ice, and the ruthlessness of a Himmler. He was the perfect man for SPECTRE, and the perfect man, rich Nassau playboy and all, to be Supreme48 Commander of Plan Omega.
One of the crew knocked on the hatch and came in. ?They have signaled. The chariot and sled are on the way.?
?Thank you.? In the heat and excitement of any operation, Largo always created calm. However much was at stake, however great the dangers and however urgent the need for speed and quick decisions, he made a fetish of calm, of the pause, of an almost judo-like inertia49. This was an act of will to which he had trained himself. He found it had an extraordinary effect on his accomplices50. It tied them to him and invoked51 their obedience52 and loyalty53 more than any other factor in leadership. That he, a clever and cunning man, should show unconcern at particularly bad, or, as in this case, particularly good news, meant that he already knew that what had happened would happen. With Largo, consequences were foreseen. One could depend on him. He never lost balance. So now, at this splendid news, Largo deliberately54 picked up his dividers again and made a trace, an imaginary trace, on the chart for the sake of the crew member. He then put down the dividers and strolled out of the air-conditioning into the warm night.
A tiny worm of underwater light was creeping out toward the jolly-boat. It was a two-man underwater chariot identical with those used by the Italians during the war and bought, with improvements, from Ansaldo, the firm that had originally invented the one-man submarine. It was towing an underwater sled, a sharp prowed tray with negative buoyancy used for the recovery and transport of heavy objects under the sea. The worm of light merged55 with the luminescence from the searchlight and, minutes later, re-emerged on its way back to the ship. It would have been natural for Largo to have gone down to the hold to witness the arrival of the two atomic weapons. Typically, he did nothing of the sort. In due course the little headlight reappeared, going back over its previous course. Now the sled would be loaded with the huge tarpaulin, camouflaged57 to merge56 in with just this piece of underwater terrain58, with its white sand and patches of coral outcrop, that would be spread so as to cover every inch of the wrecked60 plane and pegged61 all round with corkscrew iron stanchions that would not be shifted by the heaviest surface storm or groundswell. In his imagination, Largo saw every move of the eight men who would now be working far below the surface on the reality for which there had been so much training, so many dummy62 exercises. He marveled at the effort, the incredible ingenuity63, that had gone into Plan Omega. Now all the months of preparation, of sweat and tears, were being repaid.
There came a bright blink of light on the surface of the water not far from the jolly-boat-then another and another. The men were surfacing. As they did so, the moon caught the glass of their masks. They swam to the boat-Largo verified that all eight were there-and clumsily heaved up the short ladder and over the side.
The mechanic and Branch, the German killer64, helped them off with their gear, the underwater light was switched off and hauled inboard and, instead of the rattle of the generator, there came the muffled65 roar of the twin Johnstons. The boat sped back to the yacht and to the waiting arms of the derricks. The couplings were made firm and verified and, with a shrill66 electric whine67, the boat, complete with passengers, was swung up and inboard.
The captain came and stood at Largo's side. He was a big, sullen68, rawboned man who had been cashiered from the Canadian Navy for drunkenness and insubordination. He had been a slave to Largo ever since Largo had called him to the stateroom one day and broken a chair over his head on account of a questioned command. That was the kind of discipline he understood. Now he said, ?The hold's clear. Okay to sail??
?Are both the teams satisfied??
?They say so. Not a hitch.?
?First see they all get one full jigger of whisky. Then tell them to rest. They will be going out again in just about an hour. Ask Kotze to have a word with me. Be ready to sail in five minutes.?
?Okay.?
The eyes of the physicist69, Kotze, were bright under the moon. Largo noticed that he was trembling slightly as if with fever. He tried to instill calm into the man. He said cheerfully, ?Well, my friend. Are you pleased with your toys? The toy shop has sent you everything you want??
Kotze's lips trembled. He was on the verge70 of excited tears. He said, his voice high, ?It is tremendous! You have no idea. Weapons such as I had never dreamed of. And of a simplicity-a safety! Even a child could handle these things without danger.?
?The cradles were big enough for them? You have room to do your work??
?Yes, yes.? Kotze almost flapped his hands with enthusiasm. ?There are no problems, none at all. The fuses will be off in no time. It will be a simple matter to replace them with the time mechanism71. Maslov is already at work correcting the threads. I am using lead screws. They are more easy to machine.?
?And the two plugs-these ignitors you were telling me about? They are safe? Where did the divers72 find them??
?They were in a leaden box under the pilot's seat. I have verified them. Perfectly73 simple when the time comes. They will of course be kept apart in the hiding place. The rubber bags are splendid. Just what was needed. I have verified that they seal completely watertight.
?No danger from radiation??
?Not now. Everything is in the leaden cases.? Kotze shrugged74. ?I may have picked up a little while I was working on the monsters but I wore the harness. I will watch for signs. I know what to do.?
?You are a brave man, Kotze. I won't go near the damned things until I have to. I value my sex life too much. So you are satisfied with everything? You have no problems? Nothing has been left on the plane??
Kotze had got himself under control. He had been bursting with the news, with his relief that the technical problems were within his power. Now he felt empty, tired. He had voided himself of the tensions that had been with him for weeks. After all this planning, all these dangers, supposing his knowledge had not been enough! Supposing the bloody76 English had invented some new safety device, some secret control, of which he knew nothing! But when the time came, when he unwrapped the protective webbing and got to work with his jeweler's tools, then triumph and gratitude77 had flooded into him. No, now there were no problems. Everything was all right. Now there was only routine. Kotze said dully, ?No. There are no problems. Everything is there. I will go and get the job finished.?
Largo watched the thin figure shamble off along the deck. Scientists were queer fish. They saw nothing but science. Kotze couldn't visualize78 the risks that still had to be run. For him the turning of a few screws was the end of the job. For the rest of the time he would be a useless supercargo. It would be easier to get rid of him. But that couldn't be done yet. He would have to be kept on just in case the weapons had to be used. But he was a depressing little man and a near hysteric. Largo didn't like such people near him. They lowered his spirits. They smelled of bad luck. Kotze would have to be found some job in the engine room where he would be kept busy and, above all, out of sight.
Largo went into the cockpit bridge. The captain was sitting at the wheel, a light aluminum79 affair consisting only of the bottom half of a circle. Largo said, ?Okay. Let's go.? The captain reached out his hand to the bank of buttons at his side and pressed the one that said Start Both .? There came a low, hollow rumble80 from amidships.
A light blinked on the panel to show that both engines were firing properly. The captain pulled the electromagnetic gear shift to ? Slow Ahead Both ? and the yacht began to move. The captain made it ? Full Ahead Both ? and the yacht trembled and settled a little in the stern. The captain watched the revolution counter, his hand on a squat81 lever at his side. At twenty knots the counter showed 5000. The captain inched back the lever that depressed82 the great steel scoop83 below the hull84. The revolutions remained the same, but the finger of the speedometer crawled on round the dial until it said forty knots. Now the yacht was half flying, half planing across the glittering sheet of still water, the hull supported four feet above the surface on the broad, slightly uptilted metal skid85 and with only a few feet of the stern and the two big screws submerged. It was a glorious sensation and Largo, as he always did, thrilled to it.
The motor yacht, Disco Volante , was a hydrofoil craft, built for Largo with SPECTRE funds by the Italian constructors Leopoldo Rodrigues of Messina, the only firm in the world to have successfully adapted the Shertel-Sachsenberg system to commercial use. With a hull of aluminum and magnesium86 alloy87, two Daimler-Benz four-stroke Diesels88 supercharged by twin Brown-Boveri turbo superchargers, the Disco Volante could move her hundred tons at around fifty knots, with a cruising range at that speed of around four hundred miles. She had cost ￡200,000, but she had been the only craft in the world with the speed, cargo-, and passenger-space, and with the essential shallow draft for the job required of her in Bahamian waters.
The constructors claim of this type of craft that it has a particular refinement89 that SPECTRE had appreciated. Having high stability and a shallow draft, Aliscafos , as they are called in Italy, do not determine magnetic field variation, nor do they cause pressure waves-both desirable characteristics, in case the Disco Volante might wish, some time in her career, to escape detection.
Six months before, the Disco had been shipped out to the Florida Keys by the South Atlantic route. She had been a sensation in Florida waters and among the Bahamas, and had vastly helped to make Largo the most popular ?millionaire? in a corner of the world that crawls with millionaires who ?have everything.? And the fast and mysterious voyages he made in the Disco , with all those underwater swimmers and occasionally with a two seater Lycoming-engined folding-wing amphibian90 mounted on the roof of the streamlined superstructure had aroused just the right amount of excited comment. Slowly, Largo had let the secret leak out-through his own indiscretions at dinners and cocktail4 parties, through carefully primed members of the crew in the Bay Street bars. This was a treasure hunt, an important one. There was a pirates' map, a sunken galleon91 thickly overgrown with coral. The wreck59 had been located. Largo was only waiting for the end of the winter tourist season and for the calms of early summer and then his shareholders92 would be coming out from Europe and work would begin in earnest. And two days before, the shareholders, nineteen of them, had duly come trickling93 in to Nassau by different routes-from Bermuda, from New York, from Miami. Rather dull-looking people to be sure, just the sort of hard-headed, hard-working businessmen who would be amused by a gamble like this, a pleasant sunshine gamble with a couple of weeks' holiday in Nassau to make up for it if the doubloons were after all not in the wreck. And that evening, with all the visitors on board, the engines of the Disco had begun to murmur94, just when they should have, the harbor folk agreed, just when it was getting dark, and the beautiful dark blue and white yacht had slid out of harbor. Once in the open sea, the engines had started up their deep booming that had gradually diminished to the southeast, toward, the listeners agreed, an entirely95 appropriate hunting ground.
The southerly course was considered appropriate because it is among the Southern Bahamas that the great local treasure troves are expected to be found. It was through the southerly passages through these islands-the Crooked96 Island, the Mayaguana and the Caicos passages-that the Spanish treasure ships would try to dodge97 the pirates and the French and British fleets as they made for home. Here, it is believed, lie the remains98 of the Porto Pedro , sunk in 1668, with a million pounds of bullion99 on board. The Santa Cruz , lost in 1694, carried twice as much, and the El Capitan and San Pedro, Both sunk in 1719, carried a million, and half a million, pounds of treasure respectively.
Every year, treasure hunts for these and other ships are carried out among the Southern Bahamas. No one can guess how much, if anything, has been recovered, but everyone in Nassau knows of the 72-lb. silver bar recovered by two Nassau businessmen off Gorda Cay in 1950, and since presented to the Nassau Development Board, in whose offices it is permanently100 on view. So all Bahamians know that treasure is there for the finding, and when the harbor folk of Nassau heard the deep boom of the Disco's engines dying away to the south, they nodded wisely.
But once the Disco was well away and the moon had not yet risen, with all lights doused101, she swung away in a wide circle toward the west and toward the rendezvous point she was now leaving. Now she was a hundred miles, two hours, away from Nassau. But it would be almost dawn when, after one more vital call, Nassau would again hear the boom of her engines coming in from the false southern trail.
Largo got up and bent over the chart table. They had covered the course many times and in all weathers. It was really no problem. But Phases I and II had gone so well that double care must be taken over Phase III. Yes, all was well. They were dead on course. Fifty miles. They would be there in an hour. He told the captain to keep the yacht as she was, and went below to the radio room. Eleven-fifteen was just coming up. It was call time.
The small island, Dog Island, was no bigger than two tennis courts. It was a hunk of dead coral with a smattering of seagrape and battered102 screw palm that grew on nothing but pockets of brackish103 rainwater and sand. It was the point where the Dog Shoal broke the surface, a well-known navigational hazard that even the fishing boats kept well away from. In daylight, Andros Island showed to eastward104, but at night it was as safe as houses.
The Disco came up fast and then slowly lowered herself back into the water and slid up to within a cable's length of the rock. Her arrival brought small waves that lapped and sucked at the rock and then were still. The anchor slipped silently down forty feet and held. Down in the hold, Largo and the disposal team of four waited for the underwater hatch to be opened.
The five men wore aqualungs. Largo held nothing but a powerful underwater electric torch. The four others were divided into two pairs. They wore webbing slung105 between them and they sat on the edge of the iron grating with their frogman's feet dangling106, waiting for the water to swirl107 in and give them buoyancy. On the webbing, between each pair, rested a six-foot-long tapering108 object in an obscene gray rubber envelope.
The water seeped109, rushed, and then burst into the hold, submerging the five men. They slipped off their seats and trudged110 out through the hatchway, Largo in the lead and the two pairs behind him at precisely111 tested intervals112.
Largo did not at first switch on his torch. It was not necessary and it would bring stupid, dazed fish that were a distraction113. It might even bring shark or barracuda, and, though they would be no more than a nuisance, one of the team, despite Largo's assurances, might lose his nerve.
They swam on in the soft moonlit mist of the sea. At first there was nothing but a milky114 void below them, but then the coral shelf of the island showed up, climbing steeply toward the surface. Sea fans, like small shrouds115 in the moonlight, waved softly, beckoning116, and the clumps117 and trees of coral were gray and enigmatic. It was because of these things, the harmless underwater mysteries that make the skin crawl on the inexperienced, that Largo had decided118 to lead the disposal teams himself. Out in the open, where the plane had foundered119, the eye of the big searchlight made, with the known object of the plane itself, the underwater world into the semblance120 of a big room. But this was different. This gray-white world needed the contempt of a swimmer who had experienced these phantom121 dangers a thousand times before. That was the main reason why Largo led the teams. He also wanted to know exactly how the two gray sausages were stored away. It could happen, if things went wrong, that he would have to salvage122 them himself.
The underpart of the small island had been eroded123 by the waves so that, seen from below, it resembled a thick mushroom. Under the umbrella of coral there was a wide fissure124, a dark wound in the side of the stem. Largo made for it and, when he was close, switched on his torch. Beneath the umbrella of coral it was dark. The yellow light of the torch showed up the minute life of an inshore coral community-the pale sea urchins125 and the fierce black spines126 of sea eggs, the shifting underbrush of seaweeds, the yellow and blue seeking antennae127 of a langouste, the butterfly and angel fish, fluttering like moths128 in the light, a coiled bêche de mer , a couple of meandering129 sea caterpillars130 and the black and green jelly of a sea hare.
Largo lowered the black fins131 on his feet, got his balance on a ledge75, and looked round, shining his torch on the rock so that the two teams could get a foothold. Then he waved them on and into the smooth broad fissure that showed a glimmer132 of moonlight at its far end inside the center of the rock. The underwater cave was only about ten yards long. Largo led the teams one after the other through and into the small chamber133 that might once perhaps have been a wonderful repository for a different kind of treasure. From the chamber a narrow fissure led to the upper air, and this would certainly become a fine blow-hole in a storm, though it would be unlikely that fishermen would be close enough to the Dog Shoal in a storm to see the water fountaining out of the center of the island. Above the present water line in the chamber, Largo's men had hammered stanchions into the rock to form cradles for the two atomic weapons with leather straps134 to hold them secure against any weather. Now, one by one, the two teams lifted the rubber packages up onto the iron bars and made them secure. Largo examined the result and was satisfied. The weapons would be ready for him when he needed them. In the meantime such radiation as there was would be quarantined within this tiny rock a hundred miles from Nassau and his men and his ship would be clean and innocent as snow.
The five men trudged calmly back to the ship and into the hold through the hatch. To the boom of the engines the bows of the Disco lifted slowly out of the water and the beautiful ship, streamlined like the gondola135 of some machine of the air rather than of the sea, skimmed off on the homeward journey.
Largo stripped off his equipment and, with a towel round his slim waist, went forward to the radio cabin. He had missed the midnight call. It was now one-fifteen-seven-fifteen in the morning for Blofeld. Largo thought of this while contact was being made. Blofeld would be sitting there, haggard perhaps, probably unshaven. There would be coffee beside him, the last of an endless chain of cups. Largo could smell it. Now Blofeld would be able to take a taxi to the Turkish baths in the Rue136 Aubert, his resort when there were tensions to be dissipated. And there, at last, he would sleep. ?Number 1 speaking.? ?Number 2 listening.?
?Phase III completed. Phase III completed. Successful. One a.m. here. Closing down.? ?I am satisfied.?
Largo stripped off the earphones. He thought to himself, ?So am I! We are more than three-quarters home. Now only the devil can stop us.?
He went into the stateroom and carefully made himself a tall of his favorite drink-crème de menthe frappé with a maraschino cherry on top.
He sipped137 it delicately to the end and ate the cherry. Then he took one more cherry out of the bottle, slipped it into his mouth, and went up on the bridge.
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