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                                              • Bond nodded. 'Apt to be a bit jealous of their scoops,' he admitted.
                                                'Well, well!' said Miss Betsey. 'Don't cry any more.'

                                                                                          • The result was startling.
                                                                                            ???Cupid then
                                                                                            There came a soft clinking away to his right. Bond stood away from his ball. Goldfinger had his back to Bond. He was gazing out to sea, rapt in its contemplation, while his right hand played 'unconsciously* with the money in his pocket.
                                                                                            We shall pass over Julia’s reception at Lodore, it was so exactly what might have been expected.
                                                                                            And then it was done and Bond knelt on the ground with his head down, fighting the dizziness that threatened to drown him.

                                                                                             

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                                                                                            Bond went through the restaurant door. Several of the interior tables were occupied by those who had had enough sun. He went across the room and out through the now open french windows. The man Fritz, who appeared to be the maitre d'hotel, came towards him through the crowded tables. His eyes too were cold with hostility. He held up a menu. 'Please to follow me.'
                                                                                            鈥業n the city I visited first a Muhammadan Zenana, then paid my weekly visit to our Brahmin convert, B.鈥檚 wife.... Then went to G. R.鈥檚 Zenana, where are four generations of the family. I can read the Gospel there, without let or hindrance. The sweet young Bibi looked as if she would like me to kiss her,鈥攕o I did! Then to Sadiq鈥檚 mother. After this I returned home, noted down where I had been, and then鈥攄id not set to my lessons. I had something else to do. The cloth of our large screen was dirty; so Mera Bhatija suggested our putting the pictures on a nice clean one, and having the first white-washed. So I got in my Ayah to help me, and we were stitching away like anything, when I was interrupted by a visitor.
                                                                                            'HAS he been hiding ever since?' I asked.
                                                                                            'I'm afraid I must have lost my head,' said Vesper, avoiding Bond's eyes. 'When I couldn't see Mathis anywhere in the entrance hall I went outside and the commissionaire asked me if I was Miss Lynd, and then told me the man who had sent in the note was waiting in a car down on the right of the steps. Somehow I wasn't particularly surprised. I'd only known Mathis for a day or two and I didn't know how he worked, so I just walked down towards the car. It was away on the right and more or less in the shadows. Just as I was coming up to it, Le Chiffre's two men jumped out from behind one of the other cars in the row and simply scooped my skirt over my head.'

                                                                                                                                      • Is carrying thy youth!”

                                                                                                                                                                                  • 'No, sir.' Hawker's face was stolid. He said indifferently, 'If you want my opinion, sir, the mistake may have been made at the seventeenth when the gentleman found his ball pretty far off the line we'd all marked it on. A Seven looks very much like a One. I'd say that's what happened, sir. It would have been a miracle for the gentleman's ball to have ended up as wide as where it was found.'

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  • IX CLOSE SHAVES

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              • Bond said calmly, 'You meet the wrong traffic cop arid that Pinkerton card of yours won't be good enough. It isn't so much that you drive slowly, it's holding back the cars behind they'll book you for. The sort of car you need is a nice elderly Rolls Royce Silver Ghost with big plate-glass windows so you can enjoy the beauties of nature' - Bond gestured towards a huge automobile junk heap on their right. 'Maximum fifty and it can stop and even go backwards if you want to. Bulb horn. Suit your sedate style. Matter of fact there should be one on the market soon - Goldfinger's. And by the same token, what the hell's happened to Goldfinger? Haven't they caught up with him yet?'