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　seen　getting　on　a　plane　this　morning　so　it's　not　that　way。　It　has　to　be　by　boat　…　if　he　has　run　off。　A　boat　where？　Macao　…　no；　that's　a　dead　end。　Ship？　Too　easy；　he　thought；　if　it　was　planned　or　even　not　planned　and　arranged　at　an　hour's　notice。　Any　day　of　the　year　there'd　be　thirty　or　forty　scheduled　sailings　to　all　parts　of　the　world；　big　ships　and　little　ships；　let　alone　a　thousand　junks　nonscheduled；　and　even　if　on　the　run；　a　few　dollars　here　and　there　and　too　easy　to　smuggle　out　…　out　or　in。　Men；　women；　children。　Drugs。　Anything。　But　no　reason　to　smuggle　inward　except　humans　and　drugs　and　guns　and　liquor　and　cigarettes　and　petrol　…　everything　else　is　duty　free　and　unrestricted。
　Except　gold。
　Dunross　smiled　to　himself。　You　import　gold　legally　under　license　at　thirty…five　dollars　an　ounce　for　transit　to　Macao　and　what　happens　then　is　nobody's　business　but　immensely　profitable。　Yes；　he　thought；　and　our　Nelson　Trading　board　meeting's　this　afternoon。　Good。　That's　one　business　venture　that　never　fails。
　As　he　took　some　of　the　fish　from　the　proffered　silver　tray　he　noticed　Casey　staring　at　him。　〃Yes；　Casey？〃
　〃Oh　I　was　just　wondering　how　you　knew　my　names。〃　She　turned　to　Bartlett。　〃The　tai…pan　surprised　me；　Linc。　Before　we　were　even　introduced　he　called　me　Kamalian　Ciranoush　as　though　it　were　Mary　Jane。〃
　〃That's　Persian？〃　Gavallan　asked　at　once。
　〃Armenian　originally。〃
　〃Kamahly…arn　Cirrrannoooossssh；〃　Jacques　said；　liking　the　sibilance　of　the　names。　〃Très　jolie；　mademoiselle。　Ils　ne　sont　pas　difficiles　sauf　pour　les　cretins。〃
　〃Ou　les　English；〃　Dunross　said　and　they　all　laughed。
　〃How　did　you　know；　tai…pan？〃　Casey　asked　him；　feeling　more　at　home　with　tai…pan　than　with　Ian。　Ian　doesn't　belong；　yet；　she　thought；　swept　by　his　past　and　Hag　Struan　and　the　shadows　that　seemed　to　be　surrounding　him。
　〃I　asked　your　attorney。〃
　〃What　do　you　mean？〃
　〃John　Chen　called　me　last　night　around　midnight。　You　hadn't　told　him　what　K。C。　stood　for　and　I　wanted　to　know。　It　was　too　early　to　talk　to　your　office　in　Los　Angeles　…　just　8　A。M。；　L。A。　time　…　so　I　called　your　attorney　in　New　York。　My　father　used　to　say；　when　in　doubt　ask。〃
　〃You　got　Seymour　Steigler　III　on　a　Saturday？〃　Bartlett　asked；　amazed。
　〃Yes。　At　his　home　in　White　Plains。〃
　〃But　his　home　number's　not　in　the　book。〃
　〃I　know。　I　called　a　Chinese　friend　of　mine　in　the　UN。　He　tracked　him　down　for　me。　I　told　Mr。　Steigler　I　wanted　to　know　because　of　invitations　…　which　is；　of　course；　the　truth。　One　should　be　accurate；　shouldn't　one？〃
　〃Yes；〃　Casey　said；　admiring　him　greatly。　〃Yes　one　should。〃
　〃You　knew　Casey　was　。。。　Casey　was　a　woman；　last　night？〃　Gavallan　asked。
　〃Yes。　Actually　I　knew　several　months　ago；　though　not　what　K。C。　stood　for。　Why？〃
　〃Nothing；　tai…pan。　Casey；　you　were　saying　about　Armenia。　Your　family　emigrated　to　the　States　after　the　war？〃
　〃After　the　First　World　War　in　1918；〃　Casey　said；　beginning　the　oft…told　story。　〃Originally　our　surname　was　Tcholokian。　When　my　grandparents　arrived　in　New　York　they　dropped　the　ian　for　simplicity；　to　help　Americans。　I　still　got　Kamalian　Ciranoush　though。　As　you　know；　Armenia　is　the　southern　part　of　Caucasus　…　just　north　of　Iran　and　Turkey　and　south　of　Russian　Georgia。　It　used　to　be　a　free　sovereign　nation　but　now　it's　all　absorbed　by　Soviet　Russia　or　Turkey。　My　grandmother　was　Georgian　…　there　was　lots　of　intermarriage　in　the　old　days。　My　people　were　spread　all　over　the　Ottoman　Empire；　about　two　million；　but　the　massacres；　particularly　in　1915　and　'16　。。。〃　Casey　shivered。　〃It　was　genocide　really。　There're　barely　500；000　of　us　left　and　now　we're　scattered　throughout　the　world。　Armenians　were　traders；　artists；　painters　and　jewelry　makers；　writers；　warriors　too。　There　were　nearly　50；000　Armenians　in　the　Turkish　Army　before　they　were　disarmed；　outcast　and　shot　by　the　Turks　during　World　War　One　…　generals；　officers　and　soldiers。　They　were　an　elite　minority　and　had　been　for　centuries。〃
　〃Is　that　why　the　Turks　hated　them？〃　deVille　asked。
　〃They　were　hardworking　and　clannish　and　very　good　traders　and　businessmen　for　sure　…　they　controlled　lots　of　business　and　trade。　My　granddad　said　trading's　in　our　blood。　But　perhaps　the　main　reason　is　that　Armenians　are　Christian　…　they　were　the　first　Christian　state　in　history　under　the　Romans　…　and　of　course　the　Turks　are　Mohammedan。　The　Turks　conquered　Armenia　in　the　sixteenth　century　and　there　was　always　a　border　war　going　on　between　Christian　Tsarist　Russia　and　the　'Infidel'　Turks。　Up　to　1917　Tsarist　Russia　was　our　real　protector。　。。。　The　Ottoman　Turks　were　always　a　strange　people；　very　cruel；　very　strange。〃
　〃Your　family　got　out　before　the　trouble？〃
　〃No。　My　grandparents　were　quite　rich；　and　like　a　lot　of　people　thought　nothing　could　happen　to　them。　They　escaped　just　ahead　of　the　soldiers；　took　two　sons　and　a　daughter　out　the　back　door　with　just　what　they　could　grab　in　their　dash　for　freedom。　The　rest　of　the　family　never　made　it。　My　grandfather　bribed　his　way　out　of　Istanbul　onto　a　fishing　boat　that　smuggled　him　and　my　grandmother　to　Cyprus　where；　somehow；　they　got　visas　to　the　States。　They　had　a　little　money　and　some　jewelry　…　and　lots　of　talent。　Granny's　still　alive　。。。　she　can　still　haggle　with　the　best　of　them。〃
　〃Your　grandfather　was　a　trader？〃　Dunross　asked。　〃Is　that　how　you　first　got　interested　in　business？〃
　〃We　certainly　had　it　drummed　into　us　as　soon　as　we　could　think　about　being　self…sufficient；〃　Casey　said。　〃My　granddad　started　an　optical　pany　in　Providence；　making　lenses　and　microscopes　and　an　import…export　pany　dealing　mostly　in　carpets　and　perfumes；　with　a　little　gold　and　precious　stones　trading　on　the　side。　My　dad　designed　and　made　jewelry。　He's　dead　now　but　he　had　a　small　store　of　his　own　in　Providence；　and　his　brother；　my　uncle　Bghos；　worked　with　Granddad。　Now；　since　Granddad　died；　my　uncle　runs　the　import…export　pany。　It's　small　but　stable。　We　grew　up；　my　sister　and　I；　around　haggling；　negotiating　and　the　problem　of　profit。　It　was　a　great　game　and　we　were　all　equals。〃
　〃Where　。。。　oh；　more　trifle；　Casey？〃
　〃No　thanks；　I'm　fine。〃
　〃Where　did　you　take　your　business　degree？〃
　〃I　suppose　all　over；〃　she　said。　〃After　I　got　out　of　high　school；　I　put　myself　through　a　two…year　business　course　at　Katharine　Gibbs　in　Providence：　shorthand；　typing；　simple　accounting；　filing；　plus　a　few　business　fundamentals。　But　ever　since　I　could　count　I　worked　nights　and　holidays　and　weekends　with　Granddad　in　his　businesses。　I　was　taught　to　think　and　plan　and　put　the　plan　into　effect；　so　most　of　my　training's　been　in　the　field。　Of　course　since　I've　gotten　out　of　school　I've　kept　up　with　specialized　courses　that　I　wanted　to　take　…　at　night　school　mostly。〃　Casey　laughed。　〃Last　year　I　even　took　one　at　the　Harvard　Business　School　which　went　down　like　an　H…bomb　with　some　members　of　the　faculty；　though　it's　getting　a　little　easier　now　for　a　woman。〃
　〃How　did　you　manage　to　bee　hatchetman　…　hatchetlady　to　Par…Con　Industries？〃　Dunross　said。
　〃Perspicacity；〃　she　said　and　they　laughed　with　her。
　Bartlett　said；　〃Casey's　a　devil　for　work；　Ian。　Her　speed　reading's　fantastic　so　she　can　cover　more　ground　than　two　normal　execs。　She's　got　a　great　nose　for　danger；　she's　not　afraid　of　a　decision；　she's　more　of　a　deal　maker　than　a　deal　breaker；　and　she　doesn't　blush　easily。''
　〃That's　my　best　point；〃　Casey　said。　〃Thanks；　Linc。〃
　〃But　isn't　it　very　hard　on　you；　Casey？〃　Gavallan　asked。　〃Don't　you　have　to　concede　a　hell　of　a　lot　as　a　woman　to　keep　up？　It　can't　be　easy　for　you　to　do　a　man's　job。〃
　〃I　don't　consider　my　job　a　man's　job；　Andrew；〃　she　replied　at　once。　〃Women　have　just　as　good　brains　and　work　capacity　as　men。〃
　There　was　an　immediate　hoot　of　friendly　derision　from　Linbar　and　Gavallan　and　Dunross　overrode　them　and　said；　〃I　think　we'll　table　that　one　for　later。　But　again；　Casey；　how　did　you　get　where　you　are　at　Par…Con？〃
　Shall　I　tell　you　the　real　story；　Ian　lookalike　to　Dirk　Struan；　the　greatest　pirate　in　Asia；　or　shall　I　tell　you　the　one　that's　bee　legend；　she　asked　herself。
　Then　she　heard　Bartlett　begin　and　she　knew　she　could　safely　drift　for　she　had　heard　his　version　a　hundred　times　before　and　it　was　part　true；　part　false　and　part　what　he　wanted　to　believe