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 Putting it that way gave Tiptop the option of accepting or refusing without loss of face … and; at the same time; protected the face of the governor who would thus avoid sending such a politically important invitation that might be refused。 Dunross smiled to himself; since the governor knew nothing yet about this important party he would be giving。
 Another silence while Tiptop considered the political implications。 〃Please thank him for his consideration。 I believe I will be here。 May I confirm it Tuesday?〃
 〃I will be glad to pass your message on。〃 Dunross considered mentioning Brian Kwok but decided to leave that in limbo。 〃Will you be at the bank at 9:00 a。m。; Mr。 Tip?〃
 〃Oh no。 It is really nothing to do with me。 I'm merely an interested bystander。〃 Another silence。 〃Your representatives should see the chief manager。〃
 Dunross sighed; all his senses honed。 No mention of the governor's physical presence。 Have I won? 〃I wonder if someone could confirm to Radio Hong Kong; in time for tonight's nine o'clock news; that the Bank of China is extending the Colony an immediate credit of one half a billion dollars of cash。〃
 Another silence。 〃Oh I'm sure that's not necessary; Mr。 Dunross;〃 Tiptop said and now; for the first time; there was a chuckle in his voice。 〃Surely the word of the tai…pan of the Noble House is sufficient for a simple capitalist radio station。 Good night。〃
 Dunross put down the phone。 His fingers were trembling。 There was an ache in his back and his heart was pounding。 〃Half a billion dollars!〃 he muttered; his mind blown。 〃No paper; no chop; no handshake; a few phone calls; a little negotiation and one half a billion dollars will be available for transfer by truck at 9:00 a。m。!〃
 We've won! Murtagh's money and now China's! Yes。 But how to use this knowledge to the best advantage? How? he asked himself helplessly。 No point in going to Plumm's now。 What to do? What to do?
 His knees felt weak; his mind was buzzing with plan and counter…plan。 Then his pent…up excitement erupted in a huge bellow that ricocheted off his study walls; and he jumped up and down and let out another war cry that melted into a laugh。 He went into the bathroom to splash water on his face。 He ripped off his soaking shirt; not bothering about the buttons and threw it into a trash can。 The study door whirled open。 Adryon rushed in; white…faced and anxious。 〃Father!〃
 〃Good God what's up?〃 Dunross said; aghast。
 〃What's up with you? I heard you shout like a mad bull。 Are you all right?〃
 〃Oh; oh yes I'm; I; er; I just stubbed my toe!〃 Dunross's happiness exploded again and he caught her up; lifting her easily。 〃Thank you; my darling; everything's fine! Oh very fine!〃
 〃Oh; thank God;〃 she said and at once added; 〃Then I can have my own flat starting next month?〃
 〃Ye… 〃 He caught himself just in time。 〃Oh no you don't; Miss Smarty Pants。 Just because I'm happy th… 〃
 〃But Father; do… 〃
 〃No。 Thank you; Adryon; but no。 Off you go!〃 She glared at him then burst out laughing。 〃I almost caught you that time!〃
 〃Yes; yes you did! Don't forget Duncan's in tomorrow on the Qantas noon flight。〃
 〃I won't; don't worry。 I'll meet him。 It'll be fun to have Dunc back; haven't had a good game of billiards since he left。 Where're you off to now?〃
 〃I was going to Plumm's at Rose Court to celebrate the General Foods takeover but I don't th… 〃
 〃Martin thought that was a wonderful coup! If the stock market doesn't crash。 I told the silly man you were bound to arrange everything。〃
 All at once Dunross realized that Plumm's party would be the ideal place。 Gornt would be there; Phillip Chen and all the others。 Gornt! Now I can put that bugger away for all time; he told himself; his heart racing。 〃Is Murtagh still downstairs?〃
 〃Oh yes。 We were just leaving。 He's dreamy。〃 Dunross turned away to hide a smile and grabbed a clean silk shirt。 〃Could you hang on a second? I've got some rather good news for him。〃
 〃All right。〃 She came over to him; big blue eyes。 〃My own flat for a Christmas present; pretty please?〃
 〃After university; if you qualify; off you go!〃
 〃Christmas。 I'll love you forever。〃
 He sighed; remembering how upset and frightened she had been seeing Gornt in the billiards room。 Perhaps I can give you a present of his head tomorrow; he thought。 〃Not this Christmas; next!〃
 She hurled her arms around his neck。 〃Oh thank you Daddy darling but this Christmas; please please please。〃
 〃No; because yo… 〃
 〃Please please please!〃
 〃All right。 But don't tell your mother I agreed for God's sake! She'll skin me alive!〃
 
 78
 
 7:15 P。M。:
 The curtains around Orlanda's bed moved gently; touched by the night breeze; the air clean and salt tasting。 She was in his arms as they slept; a pervading warmth between them; and then; as her hand moved; Bartlett awoke。 For a moment he wondered where he was and who he was; and then everything came back and his heart picked up a beat。 Their lovemaking had been wonderful。 He remembered how she had responded; cresting again and again; lifting him to heights he had never experienced before。 And then the after。 She had got out of bed and walked to the kitchen and warmed water and brought back a hot; wet towel and toweled the sweat off him。 〃I'm so sorry there's no bath or shower; my darling; that's such a shame; but if you're patient I can make everything nice。〃
 A new clean towel and feeling grand; never before knowing the wonder of a real afterward … her gentle ministrations; tender; loving; unself…conscious; the tiny crucifix around her neck her only adornment。 He had noticed it glinting in the half…light。 Its implications had begun to seep into his brain but somehow; all at once; she was caressing the alien thoughts away with magic hands and touch and lips until; in time; they had both bee one with the gods again and; through their generosity; slid into euphoria … and thence into sleep again。
 Idly he watched the curtains that fell from the ceiling waver in the air currents; their surrounding embrace making the bed more intimate; the patterns against the light of the window pleasing; everything pleasing。 He lay still; not wishing to move to awaken her; not wanting to break the spell; her breath soft against his chest; her sleep face blemishless。 What to do; what to do; what to do?
 Nothing; for the moment; he answered himself。 The airplane's free; you're free; she's unbelievable and no woman's ever pleased you more。 Never。 But can it last; could it last … and then there's Casey。
 Bartlett sighed。 Orlanda moved again in her sleep。 He waited but she did not awaken。
 His eyes were mesmerized by the patterns; his spirit at rest。 It was neither hot nor cold in the room; everything was perfect; her weight imperceptible。 What is it about her? he asked himself。 What causes the spell; because sure as death and taxes you're under a spell; enchanted。 We've pillowed; that's all; I've made no promises and yet 。。。 You're enchanted; old buddy。
 Yes。 And it's wonderful。
 He closed his eyes and drifted into sleep。
 When Orlanda awoke she was careful not to move。 She did not want to awaken him; both for his pleasure and for hers。 And she wanted time to think。 Sometimes she would do that in Gornt's arms but she knew it was not the same; would never be the same。 Always she had been afraid of Quillan; on guard; desperately wanting to please; wondering if she had forgotten anything。 No; she thought in ecstasy; this pillowing was better than I ever remember it with Quillan; oh so much better。 Linc's so clean and no smoke taste; just clean and wonderful and I promise by the Madonna I will make him a perfect wife; I'll be the best that ever was。 I will use my mind and hands and lips and body to please and to satisfy and there will be nothing he needs that I will not do。 Nothing。 Everything that Quillan taught me I will do for Linc; even the things I did not enjoy; I will enjoy now with Linc。 My body and soul will be an instrument for his pleasure; and for mine; when he's learned。
 She smiled to herself; curled up in his arms。 Linc's technique is nothing in parison with Quillan's but what my darling lacks in skill he more than makes up with strength and vigor。 And tendern

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