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no way down to the hold that I could see； but of course it could have been a manhole under the passage carpet。 But then how do you get the stores he talked of down there？ And there's the hell of a lot of space in that hold even if I don't know much about naval architecture。 I'll do a check with the oiling wharf through the customs people and see just how much fuel he does carry。 Then it's odd that we didn't see any of these shareholders。 It was around three o'clock when we went on board and most of them may have been having siestas。 But surely not all nineteen of them。 What do they do in their cabins all the time？ Another small thing。 Did you notice that Largo didn't smoke and that there was no trace of tobacco smell anywhere in the ship？ That's odd。 Around forty men and not one of them is a smoker。 If one had anything else to go on one would say that wasn't coincidence but discipline。 The real pros don't drink or smoke。 But I admit it's a damned long shot。 Notice the Decca Navigator and the echo…sounder？ Pretty expensive bits of equipment； both of them。 Fairly normal on a big yacht； of course； but I'd have expected Largo to point them out when he was showing us the bridge。 Rich men are proud of their toys。 But that's only clutching at straws。 I'd have said the whole outfit's as clean as a whistle if it wasn't for all that missing space we weren't shown。 That talk about fuel and ballast sounded a bit glib to me。 What do you think？〃
〃Same as you。 There's at least half of that ship we didn't see。 But then again there's a perfectly good answer to that。 He may have got a stack of secret treasure…hunting gear down there he doesn't want anyone to see。 Remember that merchant ship off Gibraltar during the war？ The Italian frogmen used it as a base。 Big sort of trapdoor affair cut in the hull below the water line。 I suppose he hasn't got something like that？〃
Bond looked sharply at Leiter。 〃The Olterra 。 One of the blackest marks against Intelligence during the whole war。〃 He paused。 〃The Disco was anchored in about forty feet of water。 Supposing they'd got the bombs buried in the sand below her。 Would your Geiger counter have registered？〃
〃Doubt it。 I've got an underwater model and we could go and have a sniff round when it gets dark。 But really； James〃…Leiter frowned impatiently…〃aren't we getting a bit off beam…seeing burglars under the bed？ We've got damn…all to go on。 Largo's a powerful…looking piratical sort of chap； probably a bit of a crook where women are concerned。 But what the hell have we got against him？ Have you put a Trace through on him and on these shareholders and the crew members？〃
〃Yes。 Put them all on the wire from Government House； Urgent Rates。 We should get an answer by this evening。 But look here； Felix。〃 Bond's voice was stubborn。 〃There's a damned fast ship with a plane and forty men no one knows anything about。 There's not another group or even an individual in the area who looks in the least promising。 All right； so the outfit looks all right and its story seems to stand up。 But just supposing the whole thing was a phony…a damned good one of course； but then so it ought to be with all that's at stake。 Take another look at the picture。 These so…called shareholders all arrive just in time for June third。 On that night the Disco goes to sea and stays out till morning。 Just supposing she rendezvous'd that plane in shallow water somewhere。 Just suppose she picked up the bombs and put them away…in the sand under the ship； if you like。 Anyway； somewhere safe and convenient。 Just suppose all that and what sort of a picture do you get？〃
〃A B picture so far as I'm concerned； James。〃 Leiter shrugged resignedly。 〃But I guess there's just enough to make it a lead。〃 He laughed sardonically。 〃But I'd rather shoot myself than put it in tonight's report。 If we're going to make fools of ourselves； we'd better do it well out of sight and sound of our chiefs。 So what's on your mind？ What es next？〃
〃While you get our munications going； I'm going to check with the oiling wharf。 Then we'll call up this Domino girl and try and get ourselves asked for a drink and have a quick look at Largo's shore base…this Palmyra。 Then we go to the Casino and look over the whole of Largo's group。 And then〃…Bond looked stubbornly at Leiter …〃I'm going to borrow a good man from the Police mission to give me a hand； put on an aqualung； and go out and have a sniff round the Disco with your other Geiger machine。〃
Leiter said laconically； 〃Destry Rides Again！ Well； I'll go along with that； James。 Just for old times' sake。 But don't go and stub your toe on a sea urchin or anything。 I see there are free cha…cha lessons in the ballroom of the Royal Bahamian tomorrow。 We've got to keep fit for those。 I guess there'll be nothing else in this trip for my memory book。〃
Back in the hotel； a dispatch rider from Government House was waiting for Bond。 He saluted smartly； handed over an O。H。M。S。 envelope； and got Bond's signed receipt in exchange。 It was a cable from the Colonial Office 〃Personal to the Governor。〃 The text was prefixed PROBOND。 The cable read： 〃YOUR 1107 RECORDS HAVE NOTHING REPEAT NOTHING ON THESE NAMES STOP INFORMATIVELY ALL STATIONS REPORT NEGATIVELY ON OPERATION THUNDERBALL STOP WHAT HAVE you QUERY。〃 The message was signed 〃PRISM；〃 which meant that M had approved it。
Bond handed the cable to Leiter。
Leiter read it。 He said； 〃See what I mean？ We're on a bum steer。 This is a thumb…twiddler。 See you later in the Pineapple Bar for a dry martini that's half a jumbo olive。 I'll go send a postcard to Washington and asked them to send down a couple of WAVES。 We're going to have time on our hands。〃
14。 Sour Martinis
As it turned out； the first half of Bond's program for the evening went by the board。 On the telephone Domino Vitali said that it would not be convenient for them to see the house that evening。 Her guardian and some of his friends were ing ashore。 Yet it was indeed possible that they might meet at the Casino that evening。 She would be dining on board and the Disco would then sail round and anchor off the Casino。 But how would she be able to recognize him in the Casino？ She had a very poor memory for faces。 Would he perhaps wear a flower in his buttonhole or something？
Bond had laughed。 He said that would be all right。 He would remember her by her beautiful blue eyes。 They were unforgettable。 And the blue rinse that matched them。 He had put the receiver down halfway through the amused； sexy chuckle。 He suddenly wanted to see her again very much。
But the movement of the ship altered his plans for the better。 It would be much easier to reconnoitre her in the harbor。 It would be a shorter swim and he would be able to go into the water under cover of the harbor police wharf。 Equally； with her anchorage empty； it would be all the easier to survey the area where she had been lying。 But if Largo moved the yacht about so nonchalantly was it likely the bombs； if there were any； would be hidden at the anchorage？ If they were； surely the Disco would stand watch over them。 Bond decided to put a decision aside until he had more and more expert information about the ship's hull。
He sat in his room and wrote his negative report to M。 He read it through。 It would be a depressing signal to get。 Should he say anything about the wisp of a lead he was working on？ No。 Not until he had something solid。 Wishful intelligence； the desire to please or reassure the recipient； was the most dangerous modity in the whole realm of secret information。 Bond could imagine the reaction in Whitehall where the Thunderball war room would be ready； anxious to grasp at straws。 M's careful 〃I think we may conceivably have got a lead in the Bahamas。 Absolutely nothing definite； but this particular man doesn't often go wrong on these things。 Yes； certainly I'll check back and see if we can get a follow…up。〃 And the buzz would get around： 〃M's on to something。 Agent of his thinks he's got a lead。 The Bahamas。 Yes； I think we'd better tell the P。M。〃 Bond shuddered。 The MOST IMMEDIATES would pour in to him： 〃Elucidate your 1806。〃 〃Flash fullest details。〃 〃Premier wants detailed grounds for
