iam fleming.for your eyes only-第8节

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　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　left　hand　and　held　it　against　his　stomach。　The　rays　of　the　sun　glittered　on　hair…grease　and　on　a　mouthful　of　smiling　white　teeth。　He　went　up　to　Colonel　Havelock；　his　outstretched　hand　held　straight　in　front　of　him。　〃Major　Gonzales。　From　Havana。　Pleased　to　meet　you；　Colonel。〃
　The　accent　was　the　sham　American　of　a　Jamaican　taxi…driver。　Colonel　Havelock　had　got　to　his　feet。　He　touched　the　outstretched　hand　briefly。　He　looked　over　the　Major's　shoulder　at　the　other　two　men　who　had　stationed　themselves　on　either　side　of　the　door。　They　were　both　carrying　that　new　holdall　of　the　tropics　…　a　Pan　American　overnight　bag。　The　bags　looked　heavy。　Now　the　two　men　bent　down　together　and　placed　them　beside　their　yellowish　shoes。　They　straightened　themselves。　They　wore　flat　white　caps　with　transparent　green　visors　that　cast　green　shadows　down　to　their　cheekbones。　Through　the　green　shadows　their　intelligent　animal　eyes　fixed　themselves　on　the　Major；　reading　his　behaviour。
　〃They　are　my　secretaries。〃
　Colonel　Havelock　took　a　pipe　out　of　his　pocket　and　began　to　fill　it。　His　direct　blue　eyes　took　in　the　sharp　clothes；　the　natty　shoes；　the　glistening　fingernails　of　the　Major　and　the　blue　jeans　and　calypso　shirts　of　the　other　two。　He　wondered　how　he　could　get　these　men　into　his　study　and　near　the　revolver　in　the　top　drawer　of　his　desk。　He　said：　〃What　can　I　do　for　you？〃　As　he　lit　his　pipe　he　watched　the　Major's　eyes　and　mouth　through　the　smoke。
　Major　Gonzales　spread　his　hands。　The　width　of　his　smile　remained　constant。　The　liquid；　almost　golden　eyes　were　amused；　friendly。　〃It　is　a　matter　of　business；　Colonel。　I　represent　a　certain　gentleman　in　Havana〃　…　he　made　a　throw…away　gesture　with　his　right　hand。　〃A　powerful　gentleman。　A　very　fine　guy。〃　Major　Gonzales　assumed　an　expression　of　sincerity。　〃You　would　like　him；　Colonel。　He　asked　me　to　present　his　pliments　and　to　inquire　the　price　of　your　property。〃
　Mrs　Havelock；　who　had　been　watching　the　scene　with　a　polite　half…smile　on　her　lips；　moved　to　stand　beside　her　husband。　She　said　kindly；　so　as　not　to　embarrass　the　poor　man：　〃What　a　shame；　Major。　All　this　way　on　these　dusty　roads！　Your　friend　really　should　have　written　first；　or　asked　anyone　in　Kingston　or　at　Government　House。　You　see；　my　husband's　family　have　lived　here　for　nearly　three　hundred　years。〃　She　looked　at　him　sweetly；　apologetically。　〃I'm　afraid　there　just　isn't　any　question　of　selling　Content。　There　never　has　been。　I　wonder　where　your　important　friend　can　possibly　have　got　the　idea　from。〃
　Major　Gonzales　bowed　briefly。　His　smiling　face　turned　back　to　Colonel　Havelock。　He　said；　as　if　Mrs　Havelock　had　not　opened　her　mouth：　〃My　gentleman　is　told　this　is　one　of　the　finest　estancias　in　Jamaica。　He　is　a　most　generous　man。　You　may　mention　any　sum　that　is　reasonable。〃
　Colonel　Havelock　said　firmly：　〃You　heard　what　Mrs　Havelock　said。　The　property　is　not　for　sale。〃
　Major　Gonzales　laughed。　It　sounded　quite　genuine　laughter。　He　shook　his　head　as　if　he　was　explaining　something　to　a　rather　dense　child。　〃You　misunderstand　me；　Colonel。　My　gentleman　desires　this　property　and　no　other　property　in　Jamaica。　He　has　some　funds；　some　extra　funds；　to　invest。　These　funds　are　seeking　a　home　in　Jamaica。　My　gentleman　wishes　this　to　be　their　home。〃
　Colonel　Havelock　said　patiently：　〃I　quite　understand；　Major。　And　I　am　so　sorry　you　have　wasted　your　time。　Content　will　never　be　for　sale　in　my　lifetime。　And　now；　if　you'll　forgive　me。　My　wife　and　I　always　dine　early；　and　you　have　a　long　way　to　go。〃　He　made　a　gesture　to　the　left；　along　the　veranda。　〃I　think　you'll　find　this　is　the　quickest　way　to　your　car。　Let　me　show　you。〃
　Colonel　Havelock　moved　invitingly；　but　when　Major　Gonzales　stayed　where　he　was；　he　stopped。　The　blue　eyes　began　to　freeze。
　There　was　perhaps　one　less　tooth　in　Major　Gonzales's　smile　and　his　eyes　had　bee　watchful。　But　his　manner　was　still　jolly。　He　said　cheerfully；　〃Just　one　moment；　Colonel。〃　He　issued　a　curt　order　over　his　shoulder。　Both　the　Havelocks　noticed　the　jolly　mask　slip　with　the　few　sharp　words　through　the　teeth。　For　the　first　time　Mrs　Havelock　looked　slightly　uncertain。　She　moved　still　closer　to　her　husband。　The　two　men　picked　up　their　blue　Pan　American　bags　and　stepped　forward。　Major　Gonzales　reached　for　the　zipper　on　each　of　them　in　turn　and　pulled。　The　taut　mouths　sprang　open。　The　bags　were　full　to　the　brim　with　neat　solid　wads　of　American　money。　Major　Gonzales　spread　his　arms。　〃All　hundred　dollar　bills。　All　genuine。　Half　a　million　dollars。　That　is；　in　your　money；　let　us　say；　one　hundred　and　eighty　thousand　pounds。　A　small　fortune。　There　are　many　other　good　places　to　live　in　the　world；　Colonel。　And　perhaps　my　gentleman　would　add　a　further　twenty　thousand　pounds　to　make　the　round　sum。　You　would　know　in　a　week。　All　I　need　is　half　a　sheet　of　paper　with　your　signature。　The　lawyers　can　do　the　rest。　Now；　Colonel；〃　the　smile　was　winning；　〃shall　we　say　yes　and　shake　hands　on　it？　Then　the　bags　stay　here　and　we　leave　you　to　your　dinner。〃
　The　Havelocks　now　looked　at　the　Major　with　the　same　expression　…　a　mixture　of　anger　and　disgust。　One　could　imagine　Mrs　Havelock　telling　the　story　next　day。　〃Such　a　mon；　greasy　little　man。　And　those　filthy　plastic　bags　full　of　money！　Timmy　was　wonderful。　He　just　told　him　to　get　out　and　take　the　dirty　stuff　away　with　him。〃
　Colonel　Havelock's　mouth　turned　down　with　distaste。　He　said：　〃I　thought　I　had　made　myself　clear。　Major。　The　property　is　not　for　sale　at　any　price。　And　I　do　not　share　the　popular　thirst　for　American　dollars。　I　must　now　ask　you　to　leave。〃　Colonel　Havelock　laid　his　cold　pipe　on　the　table　as　if　he　was　preparing　to　roll　up　his　sleeves。
　For　the　first　time　Major　Gonzales's　smile　lost　its　warmth。　The　mouth　continued　to　grin　but　it　was　now　shaped　in　an　angry　grimace。　The　liquid　golden　eyes　were　suddenly　brassy　and　hard。　He　said　softly：　〃Colonel。　It　is　I　who　have　not　made　myself　clear。　Not　you。　My　gentleman　has　instructed　me　to　say　that　if　you　will　not　accept　his　most　generous　terms　we　must　proceed　to　other　measures。〃
　Mrs　Havelock　was　suddenly　afraid。　She　put　her　hand　on　Colonel　Havelock's　arm　and　pressed　it　hard。　He　put　his　hand　over　hers　in　reassurance。　He　said　through　tight　lips：　〃Please　leave　us　alone　and　go；　Major。　Otherwise　I　shall　municate　with　the　police。〃
　The　pink　tip　of　Major　Gonzales's　tongue　came　out　and　slowly　licked　along　his　lips。　All　the　light　had　gone　out　of　his　face　and　it　had　bee　taut　and　hard。　He　said　harshly。　〃So　the　property　is　not　for　sale　in　your　lifetime；　Colonel。　Is　that　your　last　word？〃　His　right　hand　went　behind　his　back　and　he　clicked　his　fingers　softly；　once。　Behind　him　the　gun…hands　of　the　two　men　slid　through　the　opening　of　their　gay　shirts　above　the　waistbands。　The　sharp　animal　eyes　watched　the　Major's　fingers　behind　his　back。
　Mrs　Havelock's　hand　went　up　to　her　mouth。　Colonel　Havelock　tried　to　say　yes；　but　his　mouth　was　dry。　He　swallowed　noisily。　He　could　not　believe　it。　This　mangy　Cuban　crook　must　be　bluffing。　He　managed　to　say　thickly：　〃Yes；　it　is。〃
　Major　Gonzales　nodded　curtly。　〃In　that　case；　Colonel；　my　gentleman　will　carry　on　the　negotiations　with　the　next　owner　…　with　your　daughter。〃
　The　fingers　clicked。　Major　Gonzales　stepped　to　one　side　to　give　a　clear　field　of　fire。　The　brown　monkey…hands　came　out　from　under　the　gay　shirts。　The　ugly　sausage…shaped　hunks　of　metal　spat　and　thudded　…　again　and　again；　even　when　the　two　bodies　were　on　their　way　to　the　ground。
　Major　Gonzales　bent　down　and　verified　where　the　bullets　had　hit。　Then　the　three　small　men　walked　quickly　back　through　the　rose　and　white　drawing…room　and　across　the　dark　carved　mahogany　hall　and　out　through　the　elegant　front　door。　They　climbed　unhurriedly　into　a　black　Ford　Consul　Sedan　with　Jamaican　number　plates　and；　with　Major　Gonzales　driving　and　the　two　gunmen　sitting　upright　in　the　back　seat；　they　drove　off　at　an　easy　pace　down　the　long　avenue　of　Royal　Palms。　At　the　junction　of　the　drive　and　the　road　to　Port　Antonio　the　cut　telephone　wires　hung　down　through　the　trees　like　bright　lianas。　Major　Gonzales　slalomed　the　car　carefully　and　expertly　down　the　rough　parochial　road　until　he　was　on　the　metalled　strip　near　the　coast。　Then　he　put　on　speed。　Twenty　minutes　after　the　killing　he　came　to　the　outer　sprawl　of　the　little　banana　port。　There　he　ran　the　stolen　car　on　to　the　grass　verge　beside　the　road　and　the　three　men　got　out　and　walked　the　quarter　of　a　mile　through　the　sparsely　lit　main　street　to　the　banana　wharves。　The　speedboat　was　waiting；　its　exhaust　bubbling。　The　three　men　got　in　and　the　boat　zoomed　off　across　the　still　waters　of　what　an　American　poetess　has　called　the　most　beautiful　harbour　in　the　world。　The　anchor　chain　was　already　half　up　on　the　glittering　fifty…ton　Chriscraft。　She　was　flying　the　Stars　and　Stripes。　The　two　graceful　antennae　of　the　deep…sea　rods　explained　that　these　were　tourists　…　from　Kingston；　perhaps；　or　from　Montego　Bay。　The　three　men　went　on　board　and　the　speedboat　was　swung　in。　Two　canoes　were　circling；　begging。　Major　Gonzales　tossed　a　fifty…cent　piece　to　each　of　them　and　the　stripped　men　dived。　The　twin　diesels