if.thespywholovedme-第22节
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I tried not to be nervous。 I put my ears to the connecting walls to right and left； but across the space of the carports I could hear nothing。 Before I had set up my barricade I had softly opened the door and gone out and looked round。 There had been a glimmer of light from Numbers 8 and 10 and from James Bond's Number 40 away down to the left。 Everything had been peaceful； everything quiet。 Now I stood in the middle of the room and had a last look round。 I had done everything he had told me to do。 I remembered the prayers I was going to say and I knelt down there and then on the carpet and said them。 I thanked； but I also asked。 Then I took two aspirin； turned down the light and blew across the glass chimney to put it out； and went over to my floor bed in the corner。 After unzipping the front of my overalls and unlacing but not removing my shoes； I curled myself up in the blankets。
I never take aspirins or any other pills。 These； after carefully reading the instructions； I had taken from the little first…aid kit my practical mind had told me to include in my scrap of luggage。 I was anyway exhausted； beat to the wide； and the pills； to me as strong as morphia； soon sent me off into a delicious half…sleep in which there was no danger but only the dark； exciting face and the new…found knowledge that there really did exist such men。 Soppier even than that； I remembered the first touch of his hand holding the lighter and thought carefully about each kiss separately； and then； but only after vaguely remembering the gun and slipping my hand under the pillow to make sure it was there； I went happily to sleep。
The next thing I knew I was wide awake。 I lay for a moment remembering where I was。 There was a lull in the wind； and it was very quiet。 I found I was lying on my back。 That was what had awakened me！ I lay for a moment looking across the room at the square of red high up on the opposite wall。 The moon was out again。 How deathly quiet it was！ The silence was warm and embracing after the hours of storm。 I began to feel drowsy and I turned over on my side so that I lay facing into the room。 I closed my eyes。 But； as sleep held out her hands to me again； something nagged at my mind。 My eyes； before I had closed them； had noticed something unusual in the room。 Unwillingly； I opened them again。 It took minutes to recognize again what I had seen。 The faintest chinks of light were shining from between the door frames of the clothes cupboard up against the opposite wall。
How stupid！ I hadn't closed the doors properly； and the automatic 〃courtesy〃 light inside hadn't switched itself off。 Reluctantly I got out of bed。 What a bore！ And then； after I had taken only two steps across the room； I suddenly remembered。 But there wouldn't be a light inside the cupboard！ The electricity was switched off！
I stood for a moment； my hand up to my mouth； and then； as I turned to dive for the gun； the doors of the cupboard burst open and the crouching figure of Sluggsy darted out and； a flashlight in one hand and something swinging from the other； he was on top of me。
I think I gave a shrill scream； but perhaps it was only within me。 The next moment something exploded against the side of my head and I felt myself crash to the floor。 Then all was darkness。
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My first sensations on ing round were of terrific heat and of being dragged along the ground。 Then I smelled the burning and saw the flames and I tried to scream。 I realized that nothing was ing out of my mouth but an animal whimpering； and I began to kick with my feet。 But the hands held my ankles firmly； and then suddenly； with painful bumps that added to the frightful pain in my head； I found myself being dragged into wet grass and tree branches。 Suddenly my feet were laid down and there was a man on his knees beside me and his firm hand was over my mouth。 A voice close to my ear； James Bond's voice； whispered urgently； 〃Don't make a sound！ Lie still！ It's all right。 It's me。〃
I put a hand out to him and felt his shoulder。 It was naked。 I pressed it to reassure him； and the hand came away from my mouth。 He whispered； 〃Wait there！ Don't move！ Be back in a second；〃 and he slipped noiselessly away。
Noiselessly？ It wouldn't have mattered how much noise he made。 There was a tremendous roar and crackle of flames behind me； and orange light flickered against the trees。 I got carefully to my knees and painfully turned my head。 A great wall of flame extended down to my right all along the row of cabins。 God； what he had saved me from！ I felt my body and put my hands up to ray hair。 I was untouched。 There was only the throbbing bruise at the back of my head。 I found I could stand； and I got up and tried to think what had happened。 But I could remember nothing after I had got hit。 So they must have set fire to the place and James had somehow got to me in time and pulled me out into the trees at the back！
There was a rustle among the trees； and he was beside me。 He was wearing no shirt or coat； but there was some kind of harness across the sunburned； sweating chest that glistened in the light of the flames； and a heavy…looking automatic hung； butt down； below his left armpit。 His eyes were bright with tension and excitement； and his smoke…streaked face and tousled hair made him look piratical and rather frightening。
He smiled grimly。 He nodded in the direction of the flames。 〃That's the game。 Burn the place down for the insurance。 They're just fixing the flames to reach the lobby building； sprinkling thermite dust along the covered way。 I couldn't care less。 If I took them on now； I'd only be saving Mr。 Sanguinetti's property for him。 With us as witnesses； he won't even smell the insurance。 And he'll be in jail。 So we'll just wait a bit and let him have a total loss on his books。〃
I suddenly thought of my precious belongings。 I said humbly； 〃Can we save the Vespa？〃
〃It's all right。 You've only lost those glad rags…if you left them in the bathroom。 I got the gun when I got you； and I slung the saddlebags out。 I've just been salvaging the Vespa。 It looks in good shape。 I've made a cache of everything in the trees。 Those carports will be the last things to go。 They've got masonry on both sides。 They've used thermite bombs in each of the cabins。 Better than petrol。 Less bulky； and they leave no traces for the insurance sleuths。〃
〃But you might have got burned！〃
His smile flashed white in the shadows。 〃That's why I took my coat off。 I must look respectable in Washington。〃
It didn't seem funny to me。 〃But what about your shirt？〃
There was a crash and a great shower of sparks way down the line of cabins。 James Bond said； 〃There goes my shirt。 Roof falling in on top of it。〃 He paused and wiped his hand down his dirty； sweating face so that the black smudged even worse。 〃I had a feeling something like this was going to happen。 Perhaps I should have been more ready for it than I was。 I could have gone and changed the wheel on my car； for instance。 If I'd done that we could get out now。 We could work our way round the end of the cabins and make a dash for it。 Get to Lake George or Glens Falls and send the cops along。 But I thought that if I fixed the car our friends would have an excuse to tell me to get moving。 I could have refused； of course； or said that I wouldn't go without you； but I thought that might lead to shooting。 I'd be lucky to beat those two unless I shot first。 And with me out of the picture； you'd have been back where we started。 That would have been bad。 You were a major part of their plan。〃
〃I felt I was all along。 I didn't know why。 I knew the way they were treating me meant that I didn't matter； that I was expendable。 What did they want to use me for？〃
〃You were to have been the cause of the fire。 The evidence for Sanguinetti would have been that the managers； this Phancey couple； and of course they're in it up to their necks〃…I remembered the way their attitude to me had changed on the last day； the way they too had treated me with contempt； as rubbish； as something that was to be thrown away…〃they would say that they had told you to turn off the electricity…perfectly reasonable as the place was closing down…and use an oil…lamp for the last night。 The remains of the oil…lamp would have been found。 You had gone to sleep with the light on and somehow upset it。 The whole place blazed up； and that was that。 The buildings had a lot of timber in them； and the wind did the rest。 My turning up was a nuisance； but not more than that。 My remains would have been found too…or at any rate my car and wrist watch and the metal from my bag。 I don't know what they'd have done about my gun and the one under your pillow。 Those might have got them into trouble。 The police would have checked the car with Canada and then the numbers of the guns with England； and that would have identified me。 So why was my other gun under your pillow？ That might have made the police think。 If we were； well； sort of lovers； why was I sleeping so far away from you？ Perhaps we had both been very proper and slept as far apart as possible and I had insisted that you have one of my guns to protect a lonely girl in the night。 I don't know how they would have worked it out。 But my guess
