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smoke。 A notice said 'Need a second pillow？ For any extra fort ring for your Pullman Attendant。 His name is；' then a printed card； slipped in ： 'Samuel D。 Baldwin。'
H was more than half…way down the car。 There was a respectable…looking American couple in E； otherwise the rooms were empty。 The door of H was closed。 He tried it and it was locked。
'Who's that？' asked a girl's voice； anxiously。
'It's me；' said Bond。
The door opened。 Bond walked through； put down his bag and locked the door behind him。
She was in a black tailor…made。 A wide…mesh veil came down from the rim of a small black straw hat。 One gloved hand was up to her throat and through the veil Bond could see that her face was pale and her eyes were wide with fear。 She looked rather French and very beautiful。
'Thank God；' she said。
Bond gave a quick glance round the room。 He opened the lavatory door and looked in。 It was empty。
A voice on the platform outside called 'Board！' There was a clang as the attendant pulled up the folding iron step and shut the door and then the train was rolling quietly down the track。 A bell clanged monotonously as they passed the automatic signals。 There was a slight clatter from the wheels as they crossed some points and then the train began to accelerate。 For better or for worse； they were on their way。
'Which seat would you like？' asked Bond。
'I don't mind；' she said anxiously。 'You choose。'
Bond shrugged and sat down with his back to the engine。 He preferred to face forwards。
She sat down nervously facing him。 They were still in the long tunnel that takes the Philadelphia lines out of the city。
She took off her hat and unpinned the broad…mesh veil and put them on the seat beside her。 She took some hairpins out of the back of her hair and shook her head so that the heavy black hair fell forward。 There were blue shadows under her eyes and Bond reflected that she too must have gone without sleep that night。
There was a table between them。 Suddenly she reached forward and pulled his right hand towards her on the table。 She held it in both her hands and bent forward and kissed it。 Bond frowned and tried to pull his hand away； but for a moment she held it tight in both of hers。
She looked up and her wide blue eyes looked candidly into his。
'Thank you；' she said。 'Thank you for trusting me。 It was difficult for you。' She released his hand and sat back。
'I'm glad I did；' said Bond inadequately； his mind trying to grapple with the mystery of this woman。 He dug in his pocket for his cigarettes and lighter。 It was a new pack of Chesterfields and with his right hand he scrabbled at the cellophane wrapper。
She reached over and took the pack from him。 She slit it with her thumb…nail； took out a cigarette； lit it and handed it to him。 Bond took it from her and smiled into her eyes； tasting the hint of lipstick from her mouth。
'I smoke about three packs a day；' he said。 'You're going to be busy。'
'I'll just help with the new packs；' she said。 'Don't be afraid I'm going to fuss over you the whole way to St。 Petersburg。'
Bond's eyes narrowed and the smile went out of them。
'You don't believe I thought we were only going as far as Washington；' she said。 'You weren't very quick on the telephone this morning。 And anyway； Mr。 Big was certain you would make for Florida。 I heard him warning his people down there about you。 He spoke to a man called 〃The Robber〃； long distance。 Said to watch the airport at Tampa and the trains。 Perhaps we ought to get off the train earlier； at Tarpon Springs or one of the small stations up the coast。 Did they see you getting on the train？'
'Not that I know of；' said Bond。 His eyes had relaxed again。 'How about you？ Have any trouble getting away？'
'It was my day for a singing lesson。 He's trying to make a torch singer out of me。 Wants me to go on at The Bone…yard。 One of his men took me to my teacher as usual and was due to pick me up again at midday。 He wasn't surprised I was having a lesson so early。 I often have breakfast with my teacher so as to get away from Mr。 Big。 He expects me to have all my meals with him。' She looked at her watch。 He noted cynically that it was an expensive one … diamonds and platinum； Bond guessed。 'They'll be missing me in about an hour。 I waited until the car had gone； then I walked straight out again and called you。 Then I took a cab downtown。 I bought a toothbrush and a few other things at a drugstore。 Otherwise I've got nothing except my jewellery and the mad money I've always kept hidden from him。 About five thousand dollars。 So I won't be a financial burden。' She smiled。 'I thought I'd get my chance one day。' She gestured towards the window。 'You've given me a new life。 I've been shut up with him and his nigger gangsters for nearly a year。 This is heaven。'
The train was running through the unkempt barren plains and swamps between New York and Trenton。 It wasn't an attractive prospect。 It reminded Bond of some of the stretches on the pre…war Trans…Siberian Railway except for the huge lonely hoardings advertising the current Broadway shows and the occasional dumps of scrap…iron and old motor cars。
'I hope I can find you something better than that；' he said smiling。 'But don't thank me。 We're quits now。 You saved my life last night。 That is；' he added looking at her curiously； 'if you really have got second sight。'
'Yes；' she said； 'I have。 Or something very like it。 I can often see what's going to happen； particularly to other people。 Of course I embroider on it and when I was earning my living doing it in Haiti it was easy to turn it into a good cabaret act。 They're riddled with Voodoo and superstitions there and they were quite certain I was a witch。 But I promise that when I first saw you in that room I knew you had been sent to save me。 I；' she blushed； 'I saw all sorts of things。'
'What sort of things？'
'Oh I don't know；' she said； her eyes dancing。 'Just things。 Anyway； we'll see。 But it's going to be difficult；' she added seriously； 'and dangerous。 For both of us。' She paused。 'So will you please take good care of us？'
'I'll do my best；' said Bond。 'The first thing is for us both to get some sleep。 Let's have a drink and some chicken sandwiches and then we'll get the porter to put our beds down。 You mustn't be embarrassed；' he added； seeing her eyes recoil。 'We're in this together。 We have to spend twenty…four hours in a double bedroom together； and it's no good being squeamish。 Anyway； you're Mrs。 Bryce；' he grinned； 'and you must just act like her。 Up to a point anyway；' he added。
She laughed。 Her eyes speculated。 She said nothing but rang the bell below the window。
The conductor arrived at the same time as the Pullman attendant。 Bond ordered Old Fashioneds； and stipulated 'Old Grandad' Bourbon； chicken sandwiches； and decaffeined 'Sanka' coffee so that their sleep would not be spoilt。
'I have to collect another fare from you； Mr。 Bryce；' said the conductor。
'Of course；' said Bond。 Solitaire made a movement towards her handbag。 'It's all right； darling；' said Bond； pulling out his notecase。 'You've forgotten you gave me your money to look after before we left the house。'
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