Bond looked at the beautiful day and smiled. And no man, not even Mr. Big, would have liked the expression on his face.
Damn you,” said Bond. “You…”
She put her hand over his mouth.
“‘Allumeuse’ is the nice word for it,
at gambling, the deadly sin is to mistake bad play for bad luck.
You see,’ he said, still looking down at his bandages, ‘when one’s young, it seems very easy to distinguish between right and wrong, but as one gets older it becomes more difficult. At school it’s easy to pick out one’s own villains and heroes and one grows up wanting to be a hero and kill the villains.’ He looked obstinately at Mathis.
All concierges are venal. It is not their fault. They are trained to regard all hotel guests except maharajahs as potential cheats and thieves. They have as much concern for your comfort or well-being as crocodiles.
The stars winked down their cryptic morse and he had no key to their cipher.
Quickly she opened them again. He might have noticed. But the eyes gazed blankly up at the sky. Now-she reached for the oil-to do the face. The girl’s thumbs had scarcely pressed into the sockets of the man’s closed eyes when the telephone in the house started ringing. The sound reached impatiently out into the quiet garden. At once the man was up on one knee like a runner waiting for the gun. But he didn’t move forward. The ringing stopped. There was the mutter of a voice. The girl could not hear
Three measures of Gordon’s, one of vodka, half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it very well until it’s ice-cold, then add a large thin slice of lemon-peel. Got it?
On these things he spent all his money and it was his ambition to have as little as possible in his banking account when he was killed, as, when he was depressed, he knew he would be, before the statutory age of forty-five.