iam fleming.for your eyes only-第7部分
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The thought flashed through his mind that he was going to die … die for showing mercy 。 。 。 !
Suddenly the gun muzzle had gone and the weight of the man was off him。 Bond got to his knees and then to his feet。 The body; spreadeagled in the grass beside him; gave a last kick。 There were bloody rents in the back of the dungarees。 Bond looked round。 The four men from the Station were in a group。 Bond undid the strap of his crash helmet and rubbed the side of his head。 He said: 〃Well; thanks。 Who did it?〃
Nobody answered。 The men looked embarrassed。
Bond walked towards them; puzzled。 〃What's up?〃
Suddenly Bond caught a trace of movement behind the men。 An extra leg showed … a woman's leg。 Bond laughed out loud。 The men grinned sheepishly and looked behind them。 Mary Ann Russell; in a brown shirt and black jeans; came out from behind them with her hands up。 One of the hands held what looked like a 。22 target pistol。 She brought her hands down and tucked the pistol into the top of her jeans。 She came up to Bond。 She said anxiously: 〃You won't blame anybody; will you? I just wouldn't let them leave this morning without me。〃 Her eyes pleaded。 〃Rather lucky I did e; really。 I mean; I just happened to get to you first。 No one wanted to shoot for fear of hitting you。〃
Bond smiled into her eyes。 He said: 〃If you hadn't e; I'd have had to break that dinner date。〃 He turned back to the men; his voice businesslike。 〃All right。 One of you take the motor…bike and report the gist of this to Colonel Schreiber。 Say we're waiting for his team before we take a look at the hide…out。 And would he include a couple of anti…sabotage men。 That shaft may be booby…trapped。 All right?〃
Bond took the girl by the arm。 He said: 〃e over here。 I want to show you a bird's nest。〃
〃Is that an order?〃
〃Yes。〃
FOR YOUR EYES ONLY
The most beautiful bird in Jamaica; and some say the most beautiful bird in the world; is the streamer…tail or doctor humming…bird。 The cock bird is about nine inches long; but seven inches of it are tail … two long black feathers that curve and cross each other and whose inner edges are in a form of scalloped design。 The head and crest are black; the wings dark green; the long bill is scarlet; and the eyes; bright and confiding; are black。 The body is emerald green; so dazzling that when the sun is on the breast you see the brightest green thing in nature。 In Jamaica; birds that are loved are given nicknames。 Trochilus polytmus is called 'doctor bird' because his two black streamers remind people of the black tail…coat of the old…time physician。 Mrs Havelock was particularly devoted to two families of these birds because she had been watching them sipping honey; fighting; nesting and making love since she married and came to Content。 She was now over fifty; so many generations of these two families had e and gone since the original two pairs had been nicknamed Pyramus and Thisbe and Daphnis and Chloe by her mother…in…law。 But successive couples had kept the names; and Mrs Havelock now sat at her elegant tea service on the broad cool veranda and watched Pyramus; with a fierce 'tee…tee…tee' dive…bomb Daphnis who had finished up the honey on his own huge bush of Japanese Hat and had sneaked in among the neighbouring Monkeyfiddle that was Pyramus's preserve。 The two tiny black and green ets swirled away across the fine acres of lawn; dotted with brilliant clumps of hibiscus and bougainvillaea; until they were lost to sight in the citrus groves。 They would soon be back。 The running battle between the two families was a game。 In this big finely planted garden there was enough honey for all。
Mrs Havelock put down her teacup and took a Patum Peperium sandwich。 She said: 〃They really are the most dreadful show…offs。〃
Colonel Havelock looked over the top of his Daily Gleaner。 〃Who?〃
〃Pyramus and Daphnis。〃
〃Oh; yes。〃 Colonel Havelock thought the names idiotic。 He said: 〃It looks to me as if Batista will be on the run soon。 Castro's keeping up the pressure pretty well。 Chap at Barclay's told me this morning that there's a lot of funk money ing over here already。 Said that Belair's been sold to nominees。 One hundred and fifty thousand pounds for a thousand acres of cattle…tick and a house the red ants'll have down by Christmas! Somebody's suddenly gone and bought that ghastly Blue Harbour hotel; and there's even talk that Jimmy Farquharson has found a buyer for his place … leaf…spot and Panama disease thrown in for good measure; I suppose。〃
〃That'll be nice for Ursula。 The poor dear can't stand it out here。 But I can't say I like the idea of the whole island being bought up by these Cubans。 But Tim; where do they get all the money from; anyway?〃
〃Rackets; union funds; Government money … God knows。 The place is riddled with crooks and gangsters。 They must want to get their money out of Cuba and into something else quick。 Jamaica's as good as anywhere else now we've got this convertibility with the dollar。 Apparently the man who bought Belair just shovelled the money on to the floor of Aschenheim's office out of a suitcase。 I suppose he'll keep the place for a year or two; and when the trouble's blown over or when Castro's got in and finished cleaning up he'll put it on the market again; take a reasonable loss and move off somewhere else。 Pity; in a way。 Belair used to be a fine property。 It could have been brought back if anyone in the family had cared。〃
〃It was ten thousand acres in Bill's grandfather's day。 It used to take the busher three days to ride the boundary。〃
〃Fat lot Bill cares。 I bet he's booked his passage to London already。 That's one more of the old families gone。 Soon won't be anyone left of that lot but us。 Thank God Judy likes the place。〃
Mrs Havelock said 〃Yes; dear〃 calmingly and pinged the bell for the tea things to be cleared away。 Agatha; a huge blue…black Negress wearing the old…fashioned white headcloth that has gone out in Jamaica except in the hinterland; came out through the white and rose drawing…room followed by Fayprince; a pretty young quadroon from Port Maria whom she was training as second housemaid。 Mrs Havelock said: 〃It's time we started bottling; Agatha。 The guavas are early this year。〃
Agatha's face was impassive。 She said: 〃Yes'm。 But we done need more bottles。〃
〃Why? It was only last year I got you two dozen of the best I could find at Henriques。〃
〃Yes'm。 Someone done mash five; six of dose。〃
〃Oh dear。 How did that happen?〃
〃Couldn't say'm。〃 Agatha picked up the big silver tray and waited; watching Mrs Havelock's face。
Mrs Havelock had not lived most of her life in Jamaica without learning that a mash is a mash and that one would not get anywhere hunting for a culprit。 So she just said cheerfully: 〃Oh; all right; Agatha。 I'll get some more when I go into Kingston。〃
〃Yes'm。〃 Agatha; followed by the young girl; went back into the house。
Mrs Havelock picked up a piece of petit…point and began stitching; her fingers moving automatically。 Her eyes went back to the big bushes of Japanese Hat and Monkeyfiddle。 Yes; the two male birds were back。 With gracefully cocked tails they moved among the flowers。 The sun was low on the horizon and every now and then there was a flash of almost piercingly beautiful green。 A mocking…bird; on the topmost branch of a frangipani; started on its evening repertoire。 The tinkle of an early tree…frog announced the beginning of the short violet dusk。
Content; twenty thousand acres in the foothills of Candlefly Peak; one of the most easterly of the Blue Mountains in the county of Portland; had been given to an early Havelock by Oliver Cromwell as a reward for having been one of the signatories to King Charles's death warrant。 Unlike so many other settlers of those and later times the Havelocks had maintained the plantation through three centuries; through earthquakes and hurricanes and through the boom and bust of cocoa; sugar; citrus and copra。 Now it was in bananas and cattle; and it was one of the richest and best run of all the private estates in the island。 The house; patched up or rebuilt after earthquake or hurricane; was a hybrid … a mahogany…pillared; two…storeyed central block on the old stone foundations flanked by two single…storeyed wings with widely overhung; flat…pitched Jamaican roofs of silver cedar shingles。 The Havelocks were now sitting on the deep veranda of the central block facing the gently sloping garden beyond which a vast tumbling jungle vista stretched away twenty miles to the sea。
Colonel Havelock put down his Gleaner。 〃I thought I heard a car。〃
Mrs Havelock said firmly: 〃If it's those ghastly Feddens from Port Antonio; you've simply got to get rid of them。 I can't stand any more of their moans about England。 And last time they were both quite drunk when they left and dinner was cold。〃 She got up quickly。 〃I'm going to tell Agatha to say I've got a migraine。〃
Agatha came out through the drawing…room door。 She looked fussed。 She was followed closely by three men。 She said hurriedly: 〃Gemmun from Kingston'm。 To see de Colonel。〃
The leading man slid past the housekeeper。 He was still wearing his hat; a panama with a short very up…curled brim。 He took this off with his l