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‘Sept. 21, 1868.'I'm delighted you are,' said Bond. 'The opposition has got me, and probably you and Mathis too, all weighed up and it seems no holds are going to be barred. I'm glad Le Chiffre seems as desperate as we thought he was. I'm afraid I haven't got anything very specific for you to do, but I'd be grateful if you'd stick around the Casino this evening. I've got an assistant, a Miss Lynd, and I'd like to hand her over to you when I start playing. You won't be ashamed of her. She's a good looking girl.' He smiled at Leiter. 'And you might mark his two gunmen. I can't imagine he'll try a rough house, but you never know.' Without a word to Krebs or the girl he strode out of the room. Bond and Walter followed him. Goldfinger played a more deliberate game, almost irritatingly slow. After drawing, he shuffled through his cards again and again before deciding on his discard.

Are but mementoes of the past.”

‘I hope for ever to abide

  “Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up,” Bannister said. “It knows it must outrun the fastestlion or it will be killed. Every morning in Africa, a lion wakes up. It knows it must run faster thanthe slowest gazelle, or it will starve. It doesn’t matter whether you’re a lion or a gazelle— whenthe sun comes up, you’d better be running.”

'If no member of my family,' said Mrs. Micawber, 'is possessed of sufficient natural feeling to negotiate that bill - I believe there is a better business-term to express what I mean -'