rl.thebourneultimatum-第20节

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　〃So　you　moved　into　Mo　Panov's　territory　and　came　up　with　a　psychiatric　profile。〃
　〃It's　a　free　country。〃
　〃pared　with　most；　yes；　but　where's　all　this　leading　us？〃
　〃Because　I　know　I'm　right。〃
　〃That's　hardly　an　answer。〃
　〃Nothing　can　be　false　or　faked；〃　insisted　Bourne；　leaning　forward　in　the　armchair；　his　elbows　on　his　bare　knees；　his　hands　clasped。　〃Carlos　would　find　the　contrivance；　it's　the　first　thing　he'll　look　for。　Our　Medusans　have　to　be　genuine　and　genuinely　panicked。〃
　〃They're　both；　I　told　you　that。〃
　〃To　the　point　where　they'd　actually　consider　making　contact　with　someone　like　the　Jackal。〃
　〃That　I　don't　know…〃
　〃That　we'll　never　know；〃　broke　in　Jason；　〃until　we　learn　what　they're　hiding。〃
　〃But　if　we　start　the　disks　spinning　at　Langley；　DeSole　will　find　out。　And；　if　he's　part　of　whatever　the　hell　it　is；　he'll　alert　the　others。〃
　〃Then　there'll　be　no　research　at　Langley。　I've　got　enough　to　go　on　anyway；　just　get　me　addresses　and　private　telephone　numbers。　You　can　do　that；　can't　you？〃
　〃Certainly；　that's　low…level。　What　are　you　going　to　do？〃
　Bourne　smiled　and　spoke　quietly；　even　gently。　〃How　about　storming　their　houses　or　sticking　needles　in　their　asses　between　the　appetizers　and　the　entrées？〃
　〃Now　I　hear　Jason　Bourne。〃
　〃So　be　it。〃
　
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　Marie　St。　Jacques　Webb　greeted　the　Caribbean　morning　by　stretching　in　bed　and…looking　over　at　the　crib　several　feet　away。　Alison　was　deep　in　sleep；　which　she　had　not　been　four　or　five　hours　ago。　The　little　dear　had　been　a　basket　case　then；　so　much　so　that　Marie's　brother　Johnny　had　knocked　on　the　door；　walked　cowardly　inside；　and　asked　if　he　could　do　anything；　which　he　profoundly　trusted　he　could　not。
　〃How　are　you　at　changing　a　nasty　diaper？〃
　〃I　don't　even　want　to　think　about　it；〃　said　St。　Jacques；　fleeing。
　Now；　however；　she　heard　his　voice　through　the　shutters　outside。　She　also　knew　that　she　was　meant　to　hear　it；　he　was　enticing　her　son；　Jamie；　into　a　race　in　the　pool　and　speaking　so　loudly　he　could　be　heard　on　the　big　island　of　Montserrat。　Marie　literally　crawled　out　of　bed；　headed　for　the　bathroom；　and　four　minutes　later；　ablutions　pleted；　her　auburn　hair　brushed　and；　wearing　a　bathrobe；　walked　out　through　the　shuttered　door　to　the　patio　overlooking　the　pool。
　〃Well；　hi　there；　Mare！〃　shouted　her　tanned；　dark…haired；　handsome　younger　brother　beside　her　son　in　the　water。　〃I　hope　we　didn't　wake　you　up。　We　just　wanted　to　take　a　swim。〃
　〃So　you　decided　to　let　the　British　coastal　patrols　in　Plymouth　know　about　it。〃
　〃Hey；　e　on；　it's　almost　nine　o'clock。　That's　late　in　the　islands。〃
　〃Hello；　Mommy。　Uncle　John's　been　showing　me　how　to　scare　off　sharks　with　a　stick！〃
　〃Your　uncle　is　full　of　terribly　important　information　that　I　hope　to　God　you'll　never　use。〃
　〃There's　a　pot　of　coffee　on　the　table；　Mare。　And　Mrs。　Cooper　will　make　you　whatever　you　like　for　breakfast。〃
　〃Coffee's　fine；　Johnny。　The　telephone　rang　last　night…was　it　David？〃
　〃Himself；〃　replied　the　brother。　〃And　you　and　I　are　going　to　talk。　。。。　e　on；　Jamie；　up　we　go。　Grip　the　ladder。〃
　〃What　about　the　sharks？〃
　〃You　got　'em　all；　buddy。　Go　get　yourself　a　drink。〃
　〃Johnny！〃
　〃Orange　juice；　there's　a　pitcher　in　the　kitchen。〃　John　St。　Jacques　walked　around　the　rim　of　the　pool　and　up　the　steps　to　the　bedroom　patio　as　his　nephew　raced　into　the　house。
　Marie　watched　her　brother　approach；　noting　the　similarities　between　him　and　her　husband。　Both　were　tall　and　muscular；　both　had　in　their　strides　an　absence　of　promise；　but　where　David　usually　won；　Johnny　more　often　than　not　lost；　and　she　did　not　know　why。　Or　why　David　had　such　trust　in　his　younger　brother…in…law　when　the　two　older　St。　Jacques　sons　would　appear　to　be　more　responsible。　David…or　was　it　Jason　Bourne？　…　never　discussed　the　question　in　depth；　he　simply　laughed　it　off　and　said　Johnny　had　a　streak　in　him　that　appealed　to　David…or　was　it　Bourne？
　〃Let's　level；〃　said　the　youngest　St。　Jacques　sitting　down；　the　water　dripping　off　his　body　onto　the　patio。　〃What　kind　of　trouble　is　David　in？　He　couldn't　talk　on　the　phone　and　you　were　in　no　shape　last　night　for　an　extended　chat。　What's　happened？〃
　〃The　Jackal。　。。。　The　Jackal's　what's　happened。〃
　〃Christ！〃　exploded　the　brother。　〃After　all　these　years？〃
　〃After　all　these　years；〃　repeated　Marie；　her　voice　drifting　off。〃
　〃How　far　has　that　bastard　gotten？〃
　〃David's　in　Washington　trying　to　find　out。　All　we　know　for　certain　is　that　he　dug　up　Alex　Conklin　and　Mo　Panov　from　the　horrors　of　Hong　Kong　and　Kowloon。〃　She　told　him　about　the　false　telegrams　and　the　trap　at　the　amusement　park　in　Baltimore。
　〃I　presume　Alex　has　them　all　under　protection　or　whatever　they　call　it。〃
　〃Around　the　clock；　I'm　sure。　Outside　of　ourselves　and　McAllister；　Alex　and　Mo　are　the　only　two　people　still　alive　who　know　that　David　was…oh；　Jesus；　I　can't　even　say　the　name！〃　Marie　slammed　the　coffee　mug　down　on　the　patio　table。
　〃Easy；　Sis。〃　St。　Jacques　reached　for　her　hand；　placing　his　on　top　of　hers。　〃Conklin　knows　what　he's　doing。　David　told　me　that　Alex　was　the　best…'field　man；'　he　called　him…that　ever　worked　for　the　Americans。〃
　〃You　don't　understand；　Johnny！〃　cried　Marie；　trying　to　control　her　voice　and　emotions；　her　wide　eyes　denying　the　attempt。　〃David　never　said　that；　David　Webb　never　knew　that！　Jason　Bourne　said　it；　and　he's　back！　。。。　That　ice…cold　calculating　monster　they　created　is　back　in　David's　head。　You　don't　know　what　it's　like。　With　a　look　in　those　unfocused　eyes　that　see　things　I　can't　see…or　with　a　tone　of　voice；　a　quiet　freezing　voice　I　don't　know…and　I'm　suddenly　with　a　stranger。〃
　St。　Jacques　held　up　his　free　hand　telling　her　to　stop。　〃e　on；〃　he　said　softly。
　〃The　children？　Jamie。。。？〃　She　looked　frantically　around。
　〃No；　you。　What　do　you　expect　David　to　do？　Crawl　inside　a　Wing　or　Ming　dynasty　vase　and　pretend　his　wife　and　children　aren't　in　danger…that　only　he　is？　Whether　you　ladies　like　it　or　not；　we　boys　still　think　it's　up　to　us　to　keep　the　big　cats　from　the　cave。　We　honestly　believe　we're　more　equipped。　We　revert　to　those　strengths；　the　ugliest　of　them；　of　course；　because　we　have　to。　That's　what　David's　doing。〃
　〃When　did　little　brother　get　so　philosophical？〃　asked　Marie；　studying　John　St。　Jacques's　face。
　〃That　ain't　philosophy；　girl；　I　just　know　it。　Most　men　do…apologies　to　the　feminist　crowd。〃
　〃Don't　apologize；　most　of　us　wouldn't　have　it　any　other　way。　Would　you　believe　that　your　big　scholarly　sister　who　called　a　lot　of　economic　shots　in　Ottawa　still　yells　like　hell　when　she　sees　a　mouse　in　our　country　kitchen；　and　goes　into　panic　if　it's　a　rat？〃
　〃Certain　bright　women　are　more　honest　than　others。〃
　〃I'll　accept　what　you　say；　Johnny；　but　you're　missing　my　point。　David's　been　doing　so　well　these　last　five　years；　every　month　just　a　little　bit　better　than　the　last。　He'll　never　be　totally　cured；　we　all　know　that…he　was　damaged　too　severely…but　the　furies；　his　own　personal　furies；　have　almost　disappeared。　The　solitary　walks　in　the　woods　when　he'd　e　back　with　hands　bruised　from　attacking　tree　trunks；　the　quiet；　stifled　tears　in　his　study　late　at　night　when　he　couldn't　remember　what　he　was　or　what　he'd　done；　thinking　the　worst　of　himself…they　were　gone；　Johnny！　There　was　real　sunlight；　do　you　know　what　I　mean？〃
　〃Yes；　I　do；〃　said　the　brother　solemnly。
　〃What's　happening　now　could　bring　them　all　back；　that's　what's　frightening　me　so！〃
　〃Then　let's　hope　it's　over　quickly。〃
　Marie　stopped；　once　again　studying　her　brother。　〃Hold　it；　little　bro；　I　know　you　too　well。　You're　pulling　back。〃
　〃Not　a　bit。〃
　〃Yes；　you　are。　。。。　You　and　David…I　never　understood。　Our　two　older　brothers；　so　solid；　so　on　top　of　everything；　perhaps　not　intellectually　but　certainly　pragmatically。　Yet　he　turned　to　you。　Why；　Johnny？〃
　〃Let's　not　go　into　it；〃　said　St。　Jacques　curtly；　removing　his　hand　from　his　sister's。
　〃But　I　have　to。　This　is　my　life；　he's　my　life！　There　can't　be　any　more　secrets　where　he's　concerned…I　can't　stand　any　more！　。。。　Why　you？〃
　St。　Jacques　leaned　back　in　the　patio　chair；　his　stretched　fingers　now　covering　his　forehead。　He　raised　his　eyes；　an　unspoken　plea　in　them。　〃All　right；　I　know　where　you're　ing　from。　Do　you　remember　six　or　seven　years　ago　I　left　our　ranch　saying　I　wanted　to　try　things　on　my　own？〃
　〃Certainly。　I　think　you　broke　both　Mom's　and　Dad's　hearts。　Let's　face　it；　you　were　always　kind　of　the　favorite…〃
　〃I　was　always　the　kid！〃　interrupted　the　youngest　St。　Jacques。　〃Playing　out　some　moronic　Bonanza　where　my　thirty…year…old　brothers　were　blindly　taking　orders　from　a　pontificating；　bigoted　French　Canadian　father　whose　only　smarts　came　with　his　money　and　his　land。〃
　〃There　was　more　to　him　than　that；　but　I　won't　argue…from　a　'kid's'　viewpoint。〃
　〃You　couldn't；　Mare。　You　did　the　same　thing；　and　sometimes　you　didn't　e　home　for　over　a　year。〃
　〃I　was　busy。〃
　〃So　was　I。〃
　〃What　did　you　do？〃
　〃I　killed　two　men。　Two　animals　who'd　killed　a　friend　of　mine…raped　her　and　killed　her。〃
　〃What？〃
　〃Keep　your　voice　down…〃
　〃My　God；　what　happened？〃
　〃I　didn't　want　to　call　home；　so　I　reached　your　husband　。。。　my　friend；　David；　who　didn't　treat　me　like　a　brain…damaged　kid。　At　the　time　it　seemed　like　a　logical　thing　to　do　and　it　wa