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ping little voice when he came back; his eyes wide; 'that really was the very best I ever did。 Can I do it again!' 〃
 Ian had laughed。 〃That's all a story; I don't remember that at all。 You're making it up; Granny!〃
 〃Whisht on you! You were five or six and the next day we went into the glade and picked the new tree; the one you'll see tomorrow; lassie; and blessed it in the clan's name and I told young Ian to be a mite more careful next time!〃
 They had laughed together and then; later that night; she had woken up to find Ian gone and his crutches gone。 She had watched and waited。 When he came back he was soaked but tired and at peace。 She pretended sleep until he was in bed again。 Then she turned to him and gave him all the warmth she had。
 〃Remember; lassie;〃 Granny Dunross had said to her privately the day they left; 〃if ye want to keep your marriage sweet; make sure this Dunross always has a Shrieking Tree nearby。 Dinna be afeared。 Pick one; always pick one wherever you go。 This Dunross needs a Shrieking Tree close by though he'll never admit it and will never use it but rarely。 He's like the Dirk。 He's too strong。 。。。〃
 So wherever they had gone they had had one。 Penelope had insisted。 Once; in Chungking; where Dunross had been sent to be an Allied liaison officer after he was well again; she had made a bamboo their Shrieking Tree。 Here in Hong Kong it was a huge jacaranda that dominated the whole garden。 〃Don't you think you should pay her a wee visit?〃 The tree was always a her for him and a him for her。 Everyone should have a Shrieking Tree; Penelope thought。 Everyone。
 〃Thanks;〃 he said。 〃I'm okay now。〃
 〃How did Granny Dunross have so much wisdom and stay so marvelous after so much tragedy in her life?〃
 〃I don't know。 Perhaps they built them stronger in those days。〃
 〃I miss her。〃 Granny Dunross was eighty…five when she died。 She was Agnes Struan when she married her cousin Dirk Dunross … Dirk McCloud Dunross; whom his mother Winifred; Dirk Struan's only daughter; had named after her father in remembrance。 Dirk Dunross had been fourth tai…pan and he had been lost at sea in Sunset Cloud driving her homeward。 He was only forty…two when he was lost; she thirty…one。 She never married again。 They had had three sons and one daughter。 Two of her sons were killed in World War I; the eldest at Gallipoli at twenty…one; the other gassed at Ypres in Flanders; nineteen。 Her daughter Anne had married Gaston deVille; Jacques's father。 Anne had died in the London bombing where all the deVilles had fled except Jacques who had stayed in France and fought the Nazis with the Maquis。 Colin; the last of her sons; Ian's father; also had three sons and a daughter; Kathren。 Two sons also were killed in World War II。 Kathren's first husband; Ian's squadron leader; was killed in the Battle of Britain。 〃So many deaths; violent deaths;〃 Penelope said sadly。 〃To see them all born and all die 。。。 terrible。 Poor Granny! Yet when she died she seemed to go so peacefully with that lovely smile of hers。〃
 〃Perhaps it was joss。 But the others; that was joss too。 They only did what they had to; Penn。 After all; our family history's ordinary in that。 We're British。 War's been a way of life for centuries。 Look at your family … one of your uncles was lost at sea in the navy in the Great War; another in the last at El Alamein; your parents killed in the blitz 。。。 all very ordinary。〃 His voice hardened。 〃It's not easy to explain to any outsider; is it?〃
 〃No。 We all had to grow up so quickly; didn't we; Ian?〃 He nodded and after a moment she said; 〃You'd better dress for dinner; dear; you'll be late。〃
 〃e on; Penn; for God's sake; you take an hour longer than me。 We'll put in a quick appearance and leave directly after chow。 Wh… 〃 The phone rang and he picked it up。 〃Yes? Oh hello; Mr。 Deland。〃
 〃Good evening; tai…pan。 I wish to report about Mme。 deVille's daughter and son…in…law; M。 Escary。〃
 〃Yes; please go ahead。〃
 〃I am sad to have the dishonor of bringing such bad tidings。 The accident was a; how do you say; sideswipe on the upper Corniche just outside Eze。 The driver of the other car was drunk。 It was at two in the morning about; and when the police arrived; M。 Escary was already dead and his wife unconscious。 The doctor says she will mend; very well; but he is afraid that her; her internal organs; her childbearing organs may have permanent hurt。 She may require an operation。 He … 〃
 〃Does she know this?〃
 〃No; m'sieu; not yet; but Mme。 deVille was told; the doctor told her。 I met her as you ordered and have taken care of everything。 I have asked for a specialist in these things from Paris to consult with the Nice Hospital and he arrives this afternoon。〃
 〃Is there any other damage?〃
 〃Externally; non。 A broken wrist; a few cuts; nothing。 But 。。。 the poor lady is distraught。 It was glad 。。。 I was glad that her mother came; that helped; has helped。 She stays at the Métropole in a suite and I met her airplane。 Of course I will be in the constant touch。〃
 〃Who was driving?〃
 〃Mme。 Escary。〃
 〃And the other driver?〃
 There was a hesitation。 〃His name is Charles Sessonne。 He's a baker in Eze and he was ing home after cards and an evening with some friends。 The police have 。。。 Mme。 Escary swears his car was on the wrong side of the road。 He cannot remember。 Of course he is very sorry and the police have charged him with drunk driving an… 〃
 〃Is this the first time?〃
 〃Non。 Non; once before he was stopped and fined。〃
 〃What'll happen under French law?〃
 〃There will be a court and then 。。。 I do not know; m'sieu。 There were no other witnesses。 Perhaps a fine; perhaps jail; I do not know。 Perhaps he will remember he was on the right side; who knows? I'm sorry。〃
 Dunross thought a moment。 〃Where does this man live?〃
 〃Rue de Verte 14; Eze。〃
 Dunross remembered the village well; not far from Monte Carlo; high above; and the whole of the C?te d'Azur below and you could see beyond Monte Carlo into Italy; and beyond Cap Ferrat to Nice。 〃Thank you; Mr。 Deland。 I've telexed you 10;000 U。S。 for Mme。 deVille's expenses and anything else。 Whatever's necessary please do it。 Call me at once if there's anything 。。。 yes and ask the specialist to call me immediately after he's examined Mme。 Escary。 Have you talked with Mr。 Jacques deVille?〃
 〃No; tai…pan。 You did not instruct this。 Should I phone?〃
 〃No。 I'll call him。 Thank you again。〃 Dunross hung up and told Penelope everything; except about the internal injuries。
 〃How awful! How 。。。 how senseless!〃
 Dunross was looking out at the sunset。 It was at his suggestion the young couple had gone to Nice and Monte Carlo where he and Penelope had had so much fun; and marvelous food; marvelous wine and a little gambling。 Joss; he thought; then added; Christ all bloody mighty!
 He dialed Jacques deVille's house but he was not there。 He left a message for him to return the call。 〃I'll see him at the dinner tonight;〃 he said; the champagne now tasteless。 〃Well; we'd better get changed。〃
 〃I'm not going; dear。〃
 〃Oh but 。。。〃
 〃I've lots to do to get ready for tomorrow。 You can make an excuse for me … of course you have to go。 I'll be ever so busy。 There's Glenna's school things … and Duncan gets back on Monday and his school things have to be sorted。 You'll have to put him on the aircraft; make sure he has his passport 。。。 You can easily make an excuse for me tonight as I'm leaving。〃
 He smiled faintly。 〃Of course; Penn; but what's the real reason?〃
 〃It's going to be a big do。 Robin's bound to be there。〃
 〃They're not back till tomorrow!〃
 〃No; it was in the Guardian's Extra。 They arrived this afternoon。 The whole delegation。 They're sure to be invited。〃 The banquet was being given by a multimillionaire property developer; Sir Shi…teh T'Chung; partially to celebrate the knighthood he had received in the last Honors List; but mostly to launch his latest charity drive for the new wing of the new Elizabeth Hospital。 〃I've really no wish to go; and so long as you're there; everything'll be all right。 I really want an early night too。 Please。〃
 〃All right。 I'll deal with these calls; then I'll be off。 I'll see you though before I go。〃 Dunross walked upstairs and went into his study。 Lim was waiting there; on guard。 He wore a white tunic and black pants and soft shoes。 〃Evening; Lim;〃 Dunross said in Cantonese。
 〃Good evening; tai…pan。〃 Quietly the old man motioned him to the window。 Dunross could see two men; Chinese; loitering across the street outside the high wall that surrounded the Great House; near the tall; open iron gates。 〃They've been there some time; tai…pan。〃
 Dunross watched them a moment; disquieted。 His own guard had just been dismissed and Brian Kwok; who was also a guest at Sir Shi…teh's tonight; would e by shortly and go with him; acting as a substitute。 〃If they don't go away by dusk call Superintendent Crosse's office。〃 He wrote the number down; then added in Cantonese; his voice abruptly hard; 〃While I think of it; Lim; if I want any foreign devil car interfered with; I will order it。〃 He saw the old eyes staring back at him impassively。 Lim Chu had been with the family since he was seven; like his father before him; and his father; the first of his line who; in the very old days; before Hong Kong had existed; had been Number One Boy and looked after the Struan mansion in Macao。
 〃I don't understand; tai…pan。〃
 〃You cannot wrap fire in paper。 The police are clever and old Black Beard's a great supporter of police。 Experts can examine brakes and deduce all sorts of information。''
 〃I know nothing of police。〃 The old man shrugged then beamed。 〃Tai…pan; I do not climb trees to find a fish。 Nor do you。 May I mention that in the night I could not sleep and I came here。 There was a shadow on the veranda balcony。 The moment I opened the study door the shadow slid down the drainpipe and vanished into the shrubs。〃 The old man took out a torn piece of cloth。 〃This was on the drainpipe。〃 The cloth was nondescript。
 Dunross studied it; perturbed。 He glanced at Dirk Struan's oil painting over the fireplace。 It was perfectly in position。 He moved it away and saw that the hair he had delicately balanced on a hinge of the safe was untouched。 Satisfied; h

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