ugh？〃
〃More or less。 I saw this place was for sale in yesterday's Gleaner。 I thought I'd take a look at it。 Nice big house。 Does it belong to you？〃
She laughed。 It was a pity； because she was a pretty girl； but the teeth had been sharpened by munching raw sugar cane。 〃What a hope！ I'm sort of； well sort of manager。 There's the cafe〃…she pronounced it caif…〃and mebbe you heard we got other attractions。〃
Bond looked puzzled。 〃What sort？〃
〃Girls。 Six bedrooms upstairs。 Very clean。 It only cost a pound。 There's Sarah up there now。 Care to meet up with her？〃
〃Not today； thanks。 It's too hot。 But do you only have one at a time？〃
〃There's Lindy； but she's engaged。 She's a big girl。 If you like them big； she'll be free in half an hour。〃 She glanced at a kitchen clock on the wall behind her。 〃Around six o'clock。 It'll be cooler then。〃
〃I prefer girls like you。 What's your name？〃
She giggled。 〃I only do it for love。 I told you I just manage the place。 They call me Tiffy。〃
〃That's an unusual name。 How did you e by it？〃
〃My momma had six girls。 Called them all after flowers。 Violet； Rose； Cherry； Pansy； and Lily。 Then when I came； she couldn't think of any more flower names so she called me Artificial。〃 Tiffy waited for him to laugh。 When he didn't； she went on。 〃When I went to school they all said it was a wrong name and laughed at me and shortened it to Tiffy and that's how I've stayed。〃
〃Well； I think it's a very pretty name。 My name's Mark。〃
She flirted。 〃You a saint too？〃
〃No one's ever accused me of it。 I've been up at Frome doing a job。 I like this part of the island and it crossed my mind to find some place to rent。 But I want to be closer to the sea than this。 I'll have to look around a bit more。 Do you rent rooms by the night？〃
She reflected。 〃Sure。 Why not。 But you may find it a bit noisy。 There's sometime a customer who's taken some drinks too many。 And there's not too much plumbing。〃 She leaned closer and lowered her voice。 〃But I wouldn't have advised you to rent the place。 The shingles are in bad shape。 Cost you mebbe five hunnerd； mebbe a thousand； to get the roof done。〃
〃It's nice of you to tell me that。 But why's the place being sold？ Trouble with the police？〃
〃Not so much。 We operate a respectable place。 But in the Gleaner； after Mr Brown； that's my boss； you read that et ux？〃 〃Yes。〃
〃Well； seems that means 'and his wife。' And Mistress Brown； Mistress Agatha Brown； she was Church of England； but she just done gone to the Catholics。 And it seems they don't hold with places like three and one…half； not even when they're decently run。 And their church here； just up the street； seems that needs a new roof like here。 So Mistress Brown figures to kill two birds with the same stone and she goes on at Mr。 Brown to close the place down and sell it and with her portion she goin' fix the roof for the Catholics。〃
〃That's a shame。 It seems a nice quiet place。 What's going to happen to you？〃
〃Guess I'll move to Kingston。 Live with one of my sisters and mebbe work in one of the big stores…Issa's mebbe； or Nathan's。 Sav' La Mar is sort of quiet。〃 The brown eyes became introspective。 〃But I'll sure miss the place。 Folks have fun here and Love Lane's a pretty street。 We're all friends up and down the Lane。 It's got sort of； sort of。 。 。 。〃 〃Atmosphere。〃
〃Right。 That's what it's got。 Like sort of old Jamaica。 Like it must have been in the old days。 Everyone's friends with each other。 Help each other when they have trouble。 You'd be surprised how often the girls do it for free if the man's a good feller； regular customer sort of； and he's short。〃 The brown eyes gazed inquiringly at Bond to see if he understood the strength of the evidence。
〃That's nice of them。 But it can't be good for business。〃 She laughed。 〃This ain't no business； Mister Mark。 Not while I'm running it。 This is a public service； like water and electricity and health and education and。 。 。 。〃 She broke off and glanced over her shoulder at the clock which said 5：45。 〃Hell！ You got me talking so much I've forgot Joe and May。 It's their supper。〃 She went to the cafe window and wound it down。 At once； from the direction of the lignum vitae tree； two large black birds； slightly smaller than ravens； whirled in； circled the interior of the cafe amidst a metallic clangour of song unlike the song of any other bird in the world； and untidily landed on the counter within reach of Bond's hand。 They strutted up and down imperiously； eyeing Bond without fear from bold； golden eyes and went through a piercing repertoire of tinny whistles and trills； some of which required them to ruffle themselves up to almost twice their normal size。
Tiffy went back behind the bar； took two pennies out of her purse； rang them up on the register； and took two ginger cakes out of the flyblown display case。 She broke off bits and fed the two birds； always the smaller of the two； the female； first； and they greedily seized the pieces from her fingers and； holding the scraps of the wooden counter with a claw； tore them into smaller fragments and devoured them。 When it was all over； and Tiffy had chided them both for pecking her fingers； they made small； neat white messes on the counter and looked pleased with themselves。 Tiffy took a cloth and cleaned up the messes。 She said； 〃We call them kling…klings but learned folk call them Jamaican grackles。 They're very friendly folk。 The doctor…bird； the humming bird with the streamer tail； is the Jamaican national bird； but I like these best。 They're not so beautiful； but they're the friendliest birds and they're funny besides。 They seem to know it。 They're like naughty black thieves。〃
The kling…klings eyed the cake stand and plained stridently that their supper was over。 James Bond produced twopence and handed it over。 〃They're wonderful。 Like mechanical toys。 Give them a second course from me。〃
Tiffy rang up the money and took out two more cakes。 〃Now listen； Joe and May。 This nice gemmun's been nice to Tiffy and he's now being nice to you。 So don't you peck my fingers and make messes or mebbe he won't visit us again。 〃She was halfway through feeding the birds when she cocked an ear。 There was the noise of creaking boards somewhere overhead and then the sound of quiet footsteps treading stairs。 All of a sudden Tiffy's animated face became quiet and tense。 She whispered to Bond： 〃That's Lindy's man。 Important man。 He's a good customer here。 But he don't like me because I won't go with him。 So he can talk rough sometimes。 And he don't like Joe and May because he reckons they make two much noise。〃 She shooed the birds in the direction of the open window； but they saw there was half their cake to e and they just fluttered into the air and then down to the counter again。 Tiffy appealed to Bond； 〃Be a good friend and just sit quiet whatever he says。 He likes to get people mad。 And then。 。 。 。〃 She stopped。 〃Will you have another Red Stripe； mister？〃
Bead curtains swished in the shadowy back of the room。
Bond had been sitting with his chin propped on his right hand。 He now dropped the hand to the counter and sat back。 The Walther PPK inside the waistband of his trousers to the left of his flat stomach signalled its presence to his skin。 The fingers of his right hand curled slightly； ready to receive its butt。 He moved his left foot off the rail of the stool onto the floor。 He said； 〃That'd be fine。〃 He unbuttoned his coat with his left hand and then； with the same hand； took out his handkerchief and wiped his face with it。 〃It always gets extra hot around six before the Undertaker's Wind has started to blow。〃
〃Mister； the undertaker's right here。 You care to feel his wind？〃
James Bond turned his head slowly。 Dusk had crept into the big room and all he could see was a pale； tall outline。 The man was carrying a suitcase。 He put it down on the floor and came forward。 He must have been wearing rubber…soled shoes for his feet made no sound。 Tiffy moved nervously behind the counter and a switch clicked。 Half a dozen low…voltage bulbs came to life in rusty brackets around the walls。
Bond said easily； 〃You made me jump。〃
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