Bond had laughed. He said that would be all right. He would remember her by her beautiful blue eyes. They were unforgettable. And the blue rinse3 that matched them. He had put the receiver down halfway4 through the amused, sexy chuckle5. He suddenly wanted to see her again very much.
But the movement of the ship altered his plans for the better. It would be much easier to reconnoitre her in the harbor. It would be a shorter swim and he would be able to go into the water under cover of the harbor police wharf6. Equally, with her anchorage empty, it would be all the easier to survey the area where she had been lying. But if Largo7 moved the yacht about so nonchalantly was it likely the bombs, if there were any, would be hidden at the anchorage? If they were, surely the Disco would stand watch over them. Bond decided8 to put a decision aside until he had more and more expert information about the ship's hull9.
He sat in his room and wrote his negative report to M. He read it through. It would be a depressing signal to get. Should he say anything about the wisp of a lead he was working on? No. Not until he had something solid. Wishful intelligence, the desire to please or reassure10 the recipient11, was the most dangerous commodity in the whole realm of secret information. Bond could imagine the reaction in Whitehall where the Thunderball war room would be ready, anxious to grasp at straws. M's careful ?I think we may conceivably have got a lead in the Bahamas. Absolutely nothing definite, but this particular man doesn't often go wrong on these things. Yes, certainly I'll check back and see if we can get a follow-up.? And the buzz would get around: ?M's on to something. Agent of his thinks he's got a lead. The Bahamas. Yes, I think we'd better tell the P.M.? Bond shuddered12. The MOST IMMEDIATES would pour in to him: ?Elucidate13 your 1806.? ?Flash fullest details.? ?Premier14 wants detailed15 grounds for your 1806.? There would be no end to the flood. Leiter would get the same from C.I.A. The whole place would be in an uproar16. Then, in answer to Bond's tatty17 little fragments of gossip and speculation18, there would come the blistering19: ?Surprised you should take this flimsy evidence seriously.? ?Futurely confine your signals to facts,? and, the final degradation20, ?View speculative21 nature your 1806 and subsequents comma future signals must repeat must be joint22 and countersigned23 by CIA representative.?
Bond wiped his forehead. He unlocked the case containing his cipher24 machine, transposed his text, checked it again, and went off to Police Headquarters, where Leiter was sitting at his keyboard, the sweat of concentration pouring down his neck. Ten minutes later Leiter took off his earphones and handed over to Bond. He mopped his face with an already drenched25 handkerchief. ?First it's sunspots, and I had to swap26 over to the emergency wavelength27. There I found they'd put a baboon28 on the other end-you know, one of the ones that can write the whole of Shakespeare if you leave him at it long enough.? He angrily waved several pages of cipher groups. ?Now I've got to unscramble all this. Probably from Accounts about how much extra income tax this sunshine trip will cost me.? He sat down at a table and began cranking away at his machine.
Bond put his short message over quickly. He could see it being punched out on the tapes in one of those busy rooms on the eighth floor, going to the supervisor29, being marked ?Personal for M, copy to OO Section and Records,? then another girl hurrying off down the passage with the flimsy yellow forms on a clip file. He queried30 whether there was anything for him and signed off. He left Leiter and went down to the Commissioner31's room.
Harling was sitting at his desk with his coat off, dictating32 to a police sergeant33. He dismissed him, pushed a box of cigarettes over his desk to Bond, and lit one himself. He smiled quizzically. ?Any progress??
Bond told him that the Trace on the Largo group had been negative and that they had called on Largo and gone over the Disco with a Geiger counter. This also had been negative. Bond still wasn't satisfied. He told the Commissioner what he wanted to know about the fuel capacity of the Disco and the exact location of the fuel tanks. The Commissioner nodded amiably34 and picked up the telephone. He asked for a Sergeant Molony of the Harbor Police. He cradled the receiver and explained, ?We check all fueling. This is a narrow harbor crammed35 with small craft, deep-sea fishing boats, and so on. Quite a fire hazard if something went wrong. We like to know what everyone is carrying and whereabouts in the ship. Just in case there's some fire-fighting to be done or we want a particular ship to get out of range in a hurry.? He went back to the telephone. ?Sergeant Molony?? He repeated Bond's questions, listened, said thank-you, and put the receiver down. ?She carries a maximum of five hundred gallons of Diesel36. Took that amount on on the afternoon of June 2nd. She also carries about forty gallons of lubricating oil and a hundred gallons of drinking water-all carried amidships just forrard of the engine room. That what you want??
This made nonsense of Largo's talk of lateral37 tanks and the difficult ballast problem and so forth38. Of course he could have wanted to keep some secret treasure-hunting gear out of sight of the visitors, but at least there was something on board he wanted to hide, and, for all his show of openness, it was now established that Mr. Largo might be a rich treasure hunter, but he was also an unreliable witness. Now Bond's mind was made up. It was the hull of the ship he wanted to have a look at. Leiter's mention of the Olterra had been a long shot, but it just might pay off.
Bond passed on a guarded version of his thoughts to the Commissioner. He told him where the Disco would be lying that night. Was there on the force a totally reliable man who could give him a hand with his underwater recce, and was there a sound aqualung, fully39 charged, available?
Harling gently asked if this was wise. He didn't exactly know the laws of trespass40, but these seemed to be good citizens and they were certainly good spenders. Largo was very popular with everyone. Any kind of scandal, particularly if the police were involved, would create the hell of a stink41 in the Colony.
Bond said firmly, ?I'm sorry, Commissioner. I quite see your point. But these risks have to be run and I've got a job to do. Surely the Secretary of State's instructions are sufficient authority,? Bond fired his broadside. ?I could get specific orders from him, or from the Prime Minister for the matter of that, in about an hour if you feel it's necessary.?
The Commissioner shook his head. He smiled. ?No need to use the big guns, Commander. Of course you shall have what you want. I was just giving you the local reaction. I'm sure the Governor would have given you the same warning. This is a small puddle42 here. We're not used to the crash treatment from Whitehall. No doubt we'll get used to it if this flap last long enough. Now then. Yes, we've got plenty of what you want. We've got twenty men in the Harbor Salvage43 Unit. Have to. You'd be surprised how often a small boat gets wrecked44 in the fairway, just where some cruise ship's going to anchor. And of course there's the occasional body. I'll have Constable45 Santos assigned to you. Splendid chap. Native of Eleuthera, where he used to win all the swimming prizes. He'll have the gear you want where you want it. Now just give me the details. . . .?
Back in his hotel, Bond took a shower, swallowed a double bourbon old-fashioned, and threw himself down on his bed. He felt absolutely beat-the plane trip, the heat, the nagging46 sense that he was making a fool of himself in front of the Commissioner, in front of Leiter, in front of himself, added to the dangers, and probably futile47 ones at that, of this ugly night swim, had built up tensions that could only be eased by sleep and solitude48. He went out like a light-to dream of Domino being pursued by a shark with dazzling white teeth that suddenly became Largo, Largo who turned on him with those huge hands. They were coming closer, they reached slowly for him, they had him by the shoulder. . . . But then the bell rang for the end of the round, and went on ringing.
Bond reached out a drugged hand for the receiver. It was Leiter. He wanted that martini with the jumbo olive. It was nine o'clock. What the hell was Bond doing? Did he want someone to help with the zipper49?
The Pineapple Room was paneled in bamboo carefully varnished50 against termites51. Wrought-iron pineapples on the tables and against the wall contained segments of thick red candle, and more light was provided by illuminated52 aquaria let into the walls and by ceiling lights enclosed in pink glass starfish. The Vinylite banquettes were in ivory white and the barman and the two waiters wore scarlet53 satin calypso shirts with their black trousers.
Bond joined Leiter at a corner table. They both wore white dinner jackets with their dress trousers. Bond had pointed54 up his rich, property-seeking status with a wine-red cummerbund. Leiter laughed. ?I nearly tied a gold-plated bicycle chain round my waist in case of trouble, but I remembered just in time that I'm a peaceful lawyer. I suppose it's right that you should get the girls on this assignment. I suppose I just stand by and arrange the marriage settlement and later the alimony. Waiter!?
Leiter ordered two dry martinis. ?Just watch,? he said sourly. The martinis arrived. Leiter took one look at them and told the waiter to send over the barman. When the barman came, looking resentful, Leiter said, ?My friend, I asked for a martini and not a soused olive.? He picked the olive out of the glass with the cocktail55 stick. The glass, that had been three-quarters full, was now half full. Leiter said mildly, ?This was being done to me while the only drink you knew was milk. I'd learned the basic economics of your business by the time you'd graduated to Coca-Cola. One bottle of Gordon's gin contains sixteen true measures-double measures, that is, the only ones I drink. Cut the gin with three ounces of water and that makes it up to twenty-two. Have a jigger glass with a big steal in the bottom and a bottle of these fat olives and you've got around twenty-eight measures. Bottle of gin here costs only two dollars retail56, let's say around a dollar sixty wholesale57. You charge eighty cents for a martini, a dollar sixty for two. Same price as a whole bottle of gin. And with your twenty-eight measures to the bottle, you've still got twenty-six left. That's a clear profit on one bottle of gin of around twenty-one dollars. Give you a dollar for the olives and the drop of vermouth and you've still got twenty dollars in your pocket. Now, my friend, that's too much profit, and if I could be bothered to take this martini to the management and then to the Tourist Board, you'd be in trouble. Be a good chap and mix us two large dry martinis without olives and with some slices of lemon peel separate. Okay? Right, then we're friends again.?
The barman's face had run through indignation, respect, and then the sullenness58 of guilt59 and fear. Reprieved60, but clutching at his scraps61 of professional dignity, he snapped his fingers for the waiter to take away the glasses. ?Okay, suh. Whatever you says. But we've pot plenty overheads here and the majority of customers they doan complain.?
Leiter said, ?Well, here's one who's dry behind the ears. A good barman should learn to be able to recognize the serious drinker from the status-seeker who wants just to be seen in your fine bar.?
?Yassuh.? The barman moved away with Negro dignity.
Bond said, ?You got those figures right, Felix? I always knew one got clipped, but I thought only about a hundred per cent-not four or five.?
?Young man, since I graduated from Government Service to Pinkertons, the scales have dropped from my eyes. The cheating that goes on in hotels and restaurants is more sinful than all the rest of the sin in the world. Anyone in a tuxedo62 before seven in the evening is a crocodile, and if he couldn't take a good bite at your pocketbook he'd take a good bite at your ear. The same goes for the rest of the consumer business, even when it's not wearing a tuxedo. Sometimes it gets me real mad to have to eat and drink the muck you get and then see what you're charged for it. Look at our damned lunch today. Six, seven bucks63 with fifteen per cent added for what's called service. And then the waiter hangs about for another fifty cents for riding up in the elevator with the stuff. Hell?-Leiter ran an angry hand through his mop of straw hair-?just don't let's talk about it. I'm fit to bust64 a gut65 when I think about it.?
The drinks came. They were excellent. Leiter calmed down and ordered a second round. He said, ?Now let's get angry about something else.? He laughed curtly66. ?Guess I'm just sore at being back in Government Service again watching all the taxpayers67' money going down the drain on this wild goose chase. Mark you, James?-there was apology in Leiter's voice-?I'm not saying this whole operation isn't a true bill, hell of a -- mess in fact, but what riles me is that we should be a couple of arse-end Charlies stuck down on this sand spit while the other guys have got the hot spots-you know, places where something really may be happening-or at least likely to happen. Tell you the truth, I felt like a damned fool gumshoeing around that feller's yacht this afternoon with my little Geiger toy.? He looked keenly at Bond. ?You don't find you grow out of these things? I mean it's all right when there's a war on. But it seems kinda childish when Peace is bustin' out all over.?
Bond said doubtfully, ?Of course I know what you mean, Felix. Perhaps it's just that in England we don't feel quite as secure as you do in America. The war just doesn't seem to have ended for us- Berlin, Cyprus, Kenya, Suez, let alone these jobs with people like SMERSH that I used to get tangled68 up in. There always seems to be something boiling up somewhere. Now this damned business. Dare say I'm taking it all too seriously, but there's something fishy69 going on around here. I checked up on that fuel problem and Largo certainly told us a lie.? Bond gave the details of what he had learned at police headquarters. ?I feel I've got to make sure tonight. You realize there's only about seventy hours to go? If I find anything, I suggest tomorrow we take a small plane and really run a search over as much of the area as we can. That plane's a big thing to hide even under water. You still got your license70??
?Sure, sure.? Leiter shrugged71 his shoulders. ?I'll go along with you. Of course I will. If we find anything, perhaps the signal I got this evening won't look so damned silly after all.?
So this was what had put Leiter into such a vile72 temper! Bond said, ?What was that??
Leiter took a drink and gazed morosely73 into his glass. ?Well, for my money it's just so much more attitudinizing by those power-struck fatcats at the Pentagon. But that sheaf of stuff I was waving about was a circular to all our men on this job to say that the Army and the Navy and the Air Force are holding themselves ready to give full support to C.I.A. if anything turns up. Think of that, dammit!? Leiter looked angrily at Bond. ?Think of the waste of fuel and manpower that must be going on all over the world keeping all these units at readiness! Just to show you, know what I've been allocated74 as my striking force?? Leiter gave a harsh, derisive75 laugh. ?Half squadron of Super Sabre fighter bombers76 from Pensacola, and-? Leiter stabbed at Bond's forearm with a hard finger-?and, my friend, the Manta! The -- Manta! Our latest -- atomic submarine!? When Bond smiled at all this vehemence77, Leiter continued more reasonably: ?Mark you, it's not quite so idiotic78 as it sounds. These Sabres are on anti-submarine sweep duties anyway. Carrying depth charges. They have to be at readiness. And the Manta happens to be on some sort of a training cruise in the area, getting ready to go under the South Pole for a change I suppose, or some other damned promotion79 job to help along the Navy Estimates. But I ask you! Here's all these million dollars' worth of material on instant call from Ensign Leiter, commanding Room 201 in the Royal Bahamian Hotel! Not bad!?
Bond shrugged his shoulders. ?Seems to me your President is taking all this a bit more seriously than his man in Nassau. I suppose our Chiefs of Staff have weighed in with our stuff on the other side of the Atlantic. Anyway, no harm in having the big battalions80 in the offing just in case Nassau Casino happens to be Target No. 1. By the way, what ideas have your people got about these targets? What have you got in this part of the world that fits in with SPECTRE'S letter? We've only got the joint rocket base at a place called Northwest Cay at the eastern end of the Grand Bahamas. That's about a hundred and fifty miles north of here. Apparently81 the gear and prototypes we and your people have got there would easily be worth ￡100,000,000.?
?The only possible targets I've been given are Cape82 Canaveral, the naval83 base at Pensacola, and, if the party really is going to take place in this area, Miami for target No. 2, with Tampa as a possible runner-up. SPECTRE used the words `a piece of property belonging to the Western Powers.' That sounds like some kind of installation to me- something like the uranium mines in the Congo, for instance. But a rocket base would fit all right. If we've got to take this thing seriously, I'd lay odds84 on Canaveral or this place on Grand Bahama. Only thing I can't understand, if they've got these bombs, how are they going to transport them to the target and set them off??
?A submarine could do it- just lay one of the bombs offshore85 through a torpedo86 tube. Or a sailing dinghy, for the matter of that. Apparently exploding these things is no problem so long as they recovered all the parts from the plane. Apparently you'd just have to insert some kind of fuse thing in the right place between the T.N.T. and the plutonium, and screw the impact fuse off the nose and fit a time fuse that would give you time to get a hundred miles away.? Bond added casually87, ?Have to have an expert who knows the drill of course, but the trip would be no problem for the Disco , for instance. She could lay the bomb off Grand Bahama at midnight and be back at anchor off Palmyra by breakfast time.? He smiled. ?See what I mean? It all adds up.?
?Nuts,? said Leiter succinctly88. ?You'll have to do better than that if you want my blood pressure to go up. Anyway, let's get the hell out of here and go have ourselves some eggs and bacon in one of those clip joints89 on Bay Street. It'll cost us twenty dollars plus tax, but the Manta probably burns that every time her screws turn full circle. Then we'll go along to the Casino and see if Mr. Fuchs or Signor Pontecorvo is sitting beside Largo at the blackjack table.
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