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TALK OF A MERRY DANCE

M looked decidedly embarrassed, moving uneasily in his chair, fiddling with
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his napkin and grunting. ‘You know how much I abhor this kind of sexual
entrapment,’ he said gruffly. ‘But, in this case, I suppose it was the only way.’

‘It was the only opportunity, sir.’ They had carried on eating. Wanda had
remained very calm while telling the story, and Bond had become almost
jealous of Brokenclaw. ‘The chance came, and I took it.’
‘Unsanctioned,’ cautioned M.

‘Admiral, it was our operation.’ Ed Rushia had dropped his homespun
manner. ‘Now it’s definitely sanctioned, as you know, Wanda is in a unique
position.’
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Bond raised his eyebrows, and thought Rushia could have chosen his words

more carefully.
‘Look, in a matter of three weeks we’ve made incredible headway.’
‘Yes.’ Bond broke his silence. ‘What kind of headway have we made?
Infiltration isn’t any good unless it produces raw intelligence.’

M gave a small nod, ‘Oh, that’s one of the reasons you’re here, Bond.
“Cuckoo”, which is Wanda’s crypto, has provided not only the raw intelligence
but the means to bring us even closer to Brokenclaw and the personnel he’s
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undoubtedly holding. All five of them. And I might add . . .’ One of the
telephones uttered a quiet purr which stopped M, who walked over and picked
up the instrument. He spoke only in monosyllables but they could all tell by his
tone and demeanour that something was wrong.
‘Well, looks as if you were right about Brokenclaw’s people in British

Columbia.’ He looked at Bond. ‘They’ve found Professor Allardyce’s body in

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