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Bond told her。 He said； 'Of course it all sounds ridiculous and I daresay a few questions and answers will show these gangsters； if they don't show Goldfinger； that the whole thing's impossible。 But I don't know。 Goldfinger's an extraordinary man。 From what I know about him； he never moves unless the odds are right。 And I don't think he's mad … at least not madder than other kinds of geniuses … scientists and so on。 And there's no doubt he's a genius in his particular field。'
'So what are you going to do about it？'
Bond lowered his voice。 He said； 'What are we going to do about it； you mean。 We are going to play along。 And to the hilt。 No shirking and no funny business。 We're going to be greedy for the money and we're going to give him absolutely top…notch service。 Apart from saving our lives； which mean less than nothing to him； it's the only hope we； or rather I because that's my line of country； can have of a chance to queer his pitch。'
〃How are you going to do that？〃
'I haven't the faintest idea。 Something may turn up。'
'And you expect me to go along with you？'
'Why not？ Any other suggestions？'
She pursed her lips obstinately。 'Why should I do what you say？'
Bond sighed。 'There's no point in being a suffragette about this。 It's either that or get yourself killed after breakfast。 It's up to you。'
The mouth turned down with distaste。 She shrugged her shoulders。 She said ungraciously； 'Oh； all right then。' Suddenly her eyes flared。 'Only don't ever touch me or I shall kill you。'
There came the click of Bond's bedroom door。 Bond looked mildly down at Tilly Masterton。 'The challenge is attractive。 But don't worry。 I won't take it up。' He turned and strolled out of the room。
One of the Koreans passed him carrying the girl's breakfast。 In his room another Korean had brought in a typist's desk and chair and a Remington portable。 He arranged them in the corner away from the bed。 Oddjob was standing in the doorway。 He held out a sheet of paper。 Bond went up to him and took it。
It was a foolscap memo sheet。 The writing； with a ball point； was neat； careful； legible； undistinguished。 It said：
Prepare ten copies of this agenda。
Meeting held under the chairmanship of Mr Gold
Secretaries： J。 Bond
Miss Tilly Masterton
Present
Helmut M。 Springer The Purple Gang。 Detroit
Jed Midnight Shadow Syndicate。 Miami and Havana
Billy （The Grinner） Ring The Machine。 Chicago Jack Strap The Spangled Mob。 Las Vegas
Mr Solo Unione Siciliano
Miss Pussy Galore The Cement Mixers。 Har lem。 New York City Agenda
A project with the code name OPERATION GRAND SLAM。
（Refreshments。）
At the end of this was written； 'You and Miss Masterton will be fetched at 2。20。 Both will be prepared to take notes。 Formal dress； please。5
Bond smiled。 The Koreans left the room。 He sat down at the desk； slipped paper and carbons into the typewriter and set to。 At least he would show the girl that he was prepared to do his stint。 Gosh； what a crew！ Even the Mafia had e in。 How had Goldfinger persuaded them all to e？ And who in heaven's name was Miss Pussy Galore？
Bond had the copies finished by two o'clock。 He went into the girl's room and gave them to her together with a shorthand notebook and pencils。 He also read her Goldfinger's note。 He said； 'You'd better get these names in your head。 They probably won't be hard to identify。 We can ask if we get stuck。 I'll go and get into my formal dress。〃 He smiled at her。 'Twenty minutes to go。'
She nodded。
Walking down the corridor behind Oddjob； Bond could hear the sounds of the river … the slapping of water on the piles below the warehouse； the long mournful hoot of a ferry clearing her way； the distant thump of diesels。 Somewhere beneath his feet a truck started up； revved and then growled away presumably towards the West Side Highway。 They must be on the top tier of the long two…tiered building。 The grey paint in the corridor smelled new。 There were no side doors。 Light came from bowls in the ceiling。 They reached the end。 Oddjob knocked。 There was the sound of a Yale key being turned and two lots of bolts being pulled and they walked through and into a large bright sunlit room。 The room was over the end of the warehouse and a wide picture window； filling most of the facing wall； framed the river and the distant brown muddle of Jersey City。 The room had been dressed for the conference。 Goldfinger sat with his back to the window at a large round table with a green baize cloth； carafes of water； yellow scratch…pads and pencils。 There were nine fortable armchairs and on the scratch…pads in front of six of them were small oblong white parcels sealed with red wax。 To the right； against the wall； was a long buffet table gleaming with silver and cut glass。 Champagne stood in silver coolers and there was a row of other bottles。 Among the various foods Bond noticed two round five…pound tins of Beluga caviar and several terrines of foie gras。 On the wall opposite the buffet hung a blackboard above a table on which there were papers and one large oblong carton。
Goldfinger watched them e towards him across the thick wine…red carpet。 He gestured to the chair on his left for Tilly Masterton and to the one on the right for Bond。 They sat down。
'The agenda？' Goldfinger took the copies； read the top one and handed them back to the girl。 He gave a circular wave of the hand and she got up and distributed the copies round the table。 He put his hand beneath the table and pressed a hidden bell。 The door at the back of the room opened。 One of the Koreans came in and stood waiting。 'Is everything ready？' The man nodded。 'You understand that no one is to e into this room but the people on your list？ Good。 Some of them； perhaps all； will bring a panion。 The panions will remain in the anteroom。 See that they have everything they wish。 The cards are there and the dice？ Oddjob。' Gold…finger glanced up at the Korean who had remained behind Bond's chair。 'Go and take up your position。 What is the signal？' Oddjob held up two fingers。 'Right。 Two rings on the bell。 You may go。 See that all the staff carry out their duties to perfection。'
Bond said casually； 'How many staff have you got？'
'Twenty。 Ten Koreans and ten Germans。 They are all excellent men； hand picked。 Much goes on in this building。 It is like below…decks in a man…of…war。' Goldfinger laid his hands flat on the table in front of him。 'And now； your duties。 Miss Masterton； you will take notes of any practical points that arise； anything that is likely to require action by me。 Do not bother with the argument and chatter。 Right？'
Bond was glad to see that Tilly Masterton now looked bright and businesslike。 She nodded briskly； 'Certainly。'
'And； Mr Bond； I shall be interested in any reactions you may have to the speakers。 I know a great deal about all these people。 In their own territories they are paramount chiefs。 They are only here because I have bribed them to e。 They know nothing of me and I need to persuade them that I know what I am talking about and will lead them to success。 Greed will do the rest。 But there may be one or more who wish to back out。 They will probably reveal themselves。 In their cases I have made special arrangements。 But there may be doubtful ones。 During the talk； you will scribble with your pencil on this agenda。 Casually you will note with a plus or a minus sign opposite the names whether you consider each one for or against the project。 I shall be able to see what sign you have made。 Your views may be useful。 And do not forget； Mr Bond； that one traitor among them； one backslider； and we could quickly find ourselves either dead or in prison for life。'
〃Who is this Pussy Galore from Harlem？'
'She is the only woman who runs a gang in America。 It is a gang of women。 I shall need some women for this operation。 She is entirely reliable。 She was a trapeze artiste。 She had a team。 It was called 〃Pussy Galore and her Abrocats〃。' Gold…finger did not smile。 '〃Die team was unsuccessful； so she trained them as burglars； cat burglars。 It grew into a gang of outstanding ruthlessness。 It is a Lesbian organization which now calls itself 'The Cement Mixers'。 Even the big American gangs respect them。 She is a remarkable woman。'
A buzzer sounded very softly beneath the table。 Goldfinger straightened himself。 The door at the end of the room opened briskly and five men came in。 Goldfinger rose in his chair and ducked his head in wele。 He said； 'My name is Gold。 Will you please be seated。'
There was a careful murmur。 Silently the men closed round the table； pulled out chairs and sat down。 Five pairs of eyes looked coldly； warily at Goldfinger。 Goldfinger sat down。 He said quietly； 'Gentlemen； in the parcels before you you will find one twenty…four…carat gold bar； value fifteen thousand dollars。 I thank you for the courtesy of your attendance。 The agenda is self…explanatory。 Perhaps； while we wait for Miss Galore； I could run through your names for the information of my secretaries； Mr Bond here； and Miss Masterton。