![]() Twenty yards away, Doctor No, also with his back to Bond, stood sentry over the thick rich cataract of whity-yellow dust. The neck above the open khaki shirt was naked, offered, waiting. His guess at the distances had been right. Bond reached for the top cable and frantically began to edge along the swaying fence towards the rocky headland twenty yards away.īond stepped up to the rock and inched an eye round. To build the wire fence the men must have come from the left, from the direction of the jetty. Left was towards the ship, but also towards Doctor No. Then don't wait Get away quick Wildly Bond looked to right and left. Nothing, nothing but the spreading stain of black. It would be about six o'clock, the dawn of a beautiful day.īut where was the squid? Would it come back? Bond searched the sea. Perhaps even now they were watching the scout groups far out at sea locating the fish. Far above him the cormorants were wheeling round the guanera. ![]() Clouds tinged with golden pink were trailing away towards the horizon. There was one hope, only oneīond looked up at the sky. Now the eyes and the great triangular beak were right out of the water and the beak was reaching up for his feet. He could even feel his spine being stretched. Bond was being pulled down, inch by inch. The eyes were glaring up at him, redly, venomously, and the forest of feeding arms was at his feet and legs, tearing the cotton fabric away and flailing back. Now the head of the squid had broken the surface and the sea was being thrashed into foam by the great heaving mantle round it. He tore it out, got it between his two hands and wrenched the doubled wire almost straight.īond had not time to worry about them. He put it down on the ground away from his feet.īond thrust his knife between his teeth and his hand dived for the crook of the wire spear. As a hunk of metal it might be useful, but it wouldn't light any more and it might scrape against the rock. There it would be handy but protected from bitting against anything. Satisfied, he slipped it behind him and down the waistband of his trousers up against his spine. He lifted his knife close up to his eyes and carefully examined the blade. ![]() He leant against the cool face of rock and waited for his breathing to get back to normal. A narrow rocky track, made by the feet of the workers, led down the other side and round the bulge of the cliff.īond took one long comprehensive look and pulled back. It was black, impenetrable, as deep as the rest. He gazed vaguely at the softly heaving sheen of water. Slowly he let himself down to the bottom rung of wire. If he missed, he would be torn to shreds on the fence.īond got to the-rock face. He would have to let go with one arm to stoop and get within range. He stood up and took several slow deep breaths, ran his hands through his salt-and sweat-matted hair, rubbed them harshly up and down his face and then down the tattered sides of his black jeans. He reached back ana felt the handle of the knife. Bond examined the soles of his feet and his hands.
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