jamesclavell.noblehouse-第169章

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　〃I　will　let　your　definition　pass　for　the　moment　but　everything　in　Kowloon　and　the　New　Territories　north　of　Boundary　Road　reverts　to　us　in　thirty…five…odd　years　doesn't　it　…　even　if　you　accept　the　Unequal　Treaties　forced　on　our　forebears　which　we　don't。〃
　〃My　forebears　have　always　found　their　Old　Friends　wise；　very　wise；　and　never　men　to　cut　off　their　Stalks　to　spite　a　Jade　Gate。〃
　Tiptop　laughed。　L'eung　continued　to　be　set…faced　and　hostile。
　〃What　do　you　forecast　will　happen　in　1997；　Mr。　Dunross？〃
　〃I　am　not　Old　Blind　Tung；　nor　a　soothsayer；　Mr。　Tip。〃　Dunross　shrugged。　〃1997　can　take　care　of　1997。　Old　friends　will　still　need　old　friends。　Heya？〃
　After　a　pause　Tiptop　said；　〃If　your　bank　will　not　help　the　Noble　House；　nor　Old　Friends；　nor　Orlin；　how　will　you　remain　the　Noble　House？〃
　〃My　forebear；　Green…Eyed　Devil；　was　asked　the　same　question　by　the　Great　and　Honorable　Jin…qua　when　he　was　beset　by　his　enemies；　Tyler　Brock　and　his　scum；　and　he　just　laughed　and　said；　'Neng　che　to　lao'　…　an　able　man　has　many　burdens。　As　I'm　abler　than　most　I　have　to　sweat　more　than　most。〃
　Tip　Tok…toh　smiled　with　him。　〃And　you　are　sweating；　Mr。　Dunross？〃
　〃Well；　let　me　put　it　this　way；〃　Dunross　told　him　cheerfully；　〃I'm　trying　to　avoid　the　eighty…fourth。　As　you　know；　Buddha　said　that　all　men　have　eighty…three　burdens。　If　we　succeed　in　eliminating　one　we　automatically　acquire　another。　The　secret　of　life　is　to　adjust　to　eighty…three　and　avoid　at　all　costs　acquiring　the　eighty…fourth。〃
　The　older　man　smiled。　〃Have　you　considered　selling　part　of　your　pany；　perhaps　even　51　percent？〃
　〃No；　Mr。　Tip。　Old　Green…Eyed　Devil　forbade　that。〃　The　lines　around　Dunross's　eyes　crinkled。　〃He　wanted　us　to　sweat。〃
　〃Let　us　hope　you　don't　have　to　sweat　too　much。　Yes。〃　Tiptop　stubbed　out　his　cigarette。　〃In　troubled　times　it　would　be　good　for　the　Bank　of　China　to　have　a　closer　liaison　with　your　banking　system。　Then　these　crises　would　not　be　so　continuous。〃
　Instantly　Dunross's　mind　leaped　forward。　〃I　wonder　if　the　Bank　of　China　would　consider　having　a　permanent　contact　stationed　within　the　Vic　and　an　equivalent　one　in　yours？〃　He　saw　the　fleeting　smile　and　knew　he　had　guessed　correctly。　〃That　would　ensure　close　monitoring　of　any　crisis；　and　assist　you　should　you　ever　need　international　assistance。〃
　〃Chairman　Mao　advises　self…help　and　that's　what　we　are　doing。　But　your　suggestion　might　be　worthwhile。　I　will　be　glad　to　pass　it　on。〃
　〃I'm　sure　the　bank　would　be　grateful　if　you　would　remend　someone　to　be　their　contact　with　the　great　Bank　of　China。〃
　〃I　would　be　glad　to　pass　that　on　too。　Do　you　think　Blacs　or　the　Victoria　would　advance　the　necessary　foreign　exchange　for　Mr。　Ng's　imports？〃
　〃I'm　sure　they'd　be　delighted　to　be　of　service；　the　Victoria　certainly。　After　all；　the　Victoria　has　had　a　century　and　more　of　association　with　China。　Wasn't　it　instrumental　in　making　most　of　your　foreign　loans；　railway　loans；　aircraft　loans？〃
　〃To　great　profit；〃　Tiptop　said　dryly。　His　eyes　darted　at　L'eung　who　was　staring　intently　at　Dunross。　〃Capitalist　profit；〃　he　added　thinly。
　〃Quite；〃　Dunross　said。　〃You　must　excuse　us　capitalists；　Mr。　Tip。　Perhaps　our　only　defense　is　that　many　of　us　are　Old　Friends　of　the　Middle　Kingdom。〃
　L'eung　spoke　to　Tiptop　briefly　in　a　dialect　Dunross　did　not　understand。　Tiptop　answered　him　affirmatively。　Both　men　looked　back　at　him。　〃I'm　sorry　but　you　must　excuse　me　now；　Mr。　Dunross；　I　really　must　get　some　medication。　Perhaps　you'd　phone　me　here　after　lunch；　say　around　2：30。〃
　Dunross　got　up　and　stretched　out　his　hand；　not　sure　if　he　had　succeeded　but　very　sure　he　had　better　do　something　about　the　thorium　very　quickly；　certainly　before　2：30。　〃Thank　you　for　seeing　me。〃
　〃What　about　our　fifth　race？〃　The　older　man　peered　up　at　him；　walking　with　him　to　the　door。
　〃Noble　Star's　worth　a　bet。　Each　way。〃
　〃Ah！　Butterscotch　Lass？〃
　〃Same。〃
　〃And　Pilot　Fish？〃
　Dunross　laughed。　〃The　stallion's　good　but　not　in　the　same　class；　unless　there's　an　act　of　God；　or　the　devil。〃
　They　were　at　the　front　door　now　and　a　servant　had　opened　it　wide。　Again　L'eung　spoke　in　the　dialect　Dunross　did　not　recognize。　Again　Tiptop　answered　affirmatively　and　led　the　way　outside。　At　once　L'eung　walked　off　down　toward　the　tennis　court。
　〃I'd　like　you　to　meet　a　friend；　a　new　friend；　Mr。　Dunross；〃　Tiptop　said。　〃He　could；　perhaps；　be　doing　a　lot　of　business　with　you　in　the　future。　If　you　wish。〃
　Dunross　saw　the　flinty　eyes　and　his　good　humor　vanished。
　The　Chinese　ing　back　with　L'eung　was　well　formed；　fit　and　in　his　forties。　His　hair　was　blue…black　and　tousled　from　his　game；　his　tennis　clothes　modern；　smart　and　American。　On　the　court　behind　him；　the　other　three　waited　and　watched。　All　were　fit　and　well　dressed。
　〃May　I　introduce　Dr。　Joseph　Yu　from　California？　Mr。　Ian　Dunross。〃
　〃Hi；　Mr。　Dunross；〃　Joseph　Yu　said　with　easy　American　familiarity。　〃Mr。　Tip's　filled　me　in　on　you　and　Struan's　…　happy　to　meet　you。　Mr。　Tip　thought　we　should　meet　before　I　leave　…　we're　going　into　China　tomorrow；　Betty　'n'　I；　my　wife　and　I。〃　He　waved　a　vague　hand　toward　one　of　the　women　on　the　tennis　court。　〃We're　not　expecting　to　e　back　for　some　time　so　I'd　like　to　make　a　date　to　meet　in　Canton　in　a　month　or　so。〃　He　glanced　back　at　Tiptop。　〃No　trouble　about　Mr。　Dunross's　visa；　anything　like　that？〃
　〃No；　Dr。　Yu。　Oh　no。　None　at　all。〃
　〃Great。　If　I　give　you　a　call；　Mr。　Dunross；　or　Mr。　Tip　does；　can　we　arrange　something　at　a　couple　days'　notice？〃
　〃Certainly；　if　all　the　paper　work's　done。〃　Dunross　kept　the　smile　on　his　face；　noticing　the　assured　hardness　in　Yu。　〃What　had　you　in　mind？〃
　〃If　you'll　excuse　us；〃　Tiptop　said；　〃we'll　leave　you　two　together。〃　He　nodded　politely　and　went　back　inside　with　L'eung。
　〃I'm　from　the　States；〃　Yu　continued　cheerfully；　〃American　born；　Sacramento。　I'm　third…generation　California　though　I　was　educated；　in　part；　in　Canton。　My　Ph。　D。　is　from　Stanford；　aerospace　engineering；　my　specialty　rocketry　and　rocket　fuels。　NASA's　where　I've　spent　my　best　years；　best　since　college。〃　Yu　was　no　longer　smiling。　〃The　equipment　I'll　be　ordering　will　be　all　manner　of　sophisticated　metallurgy　and　aerospace　hardware。　Mr。　Tip　said　you'd　be　our　best　bet　as　the　importer。　The　British；　then　the　French　and　Germans；　maybe　Japanese　will　be　the　manufacturers。　You　interested？〃
　Dunross　listened　with　growing　concern　that　he　did　not　bother　to　hide。
　〃If　it's　not　strategic　and　not　restricted；〃　he　said。
　〃It'll　be　mostly　strategic　and　mostly　restricted。　You　interested？〃
　〃Why're　you　telling　me　all　this；　Dr。　Yu？〃
　Yu's　mouth　smiled。　〃I'm　going　to　reorganize　China's　space　program。〃　His　eyes　slitted　even　more　as　he　watched　Dunross　carefully。　〃You　find　that　surprising？〃
　〃Yes。〃
　〃So　do　I。〃　Yu　glanced　at　his　wife；　then　back　to　Dunross。　〃Mr。　Tip　says　you're　to　be　trusted。　He　feels　you're　fair　and　since　you　owe　him　one　or　two；　you'll　pass　on　a　message　for　me。〃　Yu's　voice　hardened。　〃I'm　telling　you　so　that　when　you　read　about　my　demise　or　kidnapping　or　some　'while　his　mind　was　disturbed'　crap；　you'll　know　it's　all　lies　and　as　a　favor　will　pass　back　that　message　to　the　CIA　and　from　them　up　the　line。　The　truth！〃　He　took　a　deep　breath。　〃I'm　leaving　of　my　own　free　will。　We　both　are。　For　three　generations　our　folk　and　my　people；　who're　the　best　goddamn　immigrants　there　are；　have　been　kicked　around　in　the　States　by　Americans。　My　old　man　was　in　the　First　World　War　and　I　helped　make　the　Big　Bang；　but　the　last　goddamn　straw　was　two　months　ago。　June　16。　Betty　'n'　I　wanted　a　house　in　Beverly　Hills。　Are　you　familiar　with　Beverly　Hills　in　Los　Angeles？〃
　〃Yes。〃
　〃We　were　turned　down　because　we　were　Chinese。　The　son　of　a　bitch　came　out　and　said　it。　'I'm　not　selling　to　goddamn　Chinese。'　That　wasn't　the　first　time；　hell　no；　but　the　son　of　a　bitch　said　it　in　front　of　Betty　and　that　was　it。　That　was　the　big　one！〃　Yu's　lips　twisted　with　anger。　〃Can　you　imagine　the　stupidity　of　that　bastard？　I'm　the　best　there　is　in　my　field　and　that　red…neck　horse's　ass　says　'I'm　not　selling　to　Chinese。'　〃　He　spun　his　racket　in　his　hands。　〃You'll　tell　them？〃
　〃Do　you　want　me　to　pass　this　information　on　privately　or　publicly？　I　will　quote　you　verbatim　if　you　wish。〃
　〃Privately　to　the　CIA；　but　not　before　next　Monday　at　6：00　p。m。　Okay？　Then　next　month；　after　our　Canton　meeting；　it's　public。　Okay；　Mr。　Dunross？〃
　〃Very　well。　Can　you　give　me　the　name　of　the　house　seller；　the　date；　any　details？〃　Yu　took　out　a　typed　slip　of　paper。
　Dunross　glanced　at　it。　〃Thank　you。〃　There　were　two　names　and　addresses　and　phone　numbers　in　Beverly　Hills。　〃Both　the　same　refusal？〃
　〃Yes。〃
　〃I'll　take　care　of　it　for　you；　Dr。　Yu。〃
　〃You　think　that's　petty；　huh？〃
　〃No；　I　don't　think　so　at　all。　I'm　just　so　sorry　that　it　happened　and　happens　everywhere　…　to　all　sorts　of　people。　It's　greatly　saddening。〃　Dunross　hesitated。　〃It　happens　in　China；　Japan；　here　all　over　the　world。　Chinese　and　Japanese；　Vietnamese；　all　manner　of　people；　Dr。　Yu；　are　sometimes　equally　intolerant　and　bigoted。　Most　times　very　much　more　so。　Aren't　we　all　called　quai　loh？〃
　〃It　shouldn't　happen　Stateside　…　not　Americans　to　Americans。　That's　my　bitch。〃
　〃Do　you　think　once　you're　inside　China；　you'll　be　allowed　to　go　in　and　out　freely？〃
　〃No。　But　I　don't　give　a　damn　about　that。　I'm　going　freely。　I'm　not　being　tempted　by　money　or　being　blackmailed　to　go。　I'm　just　going。〃
　〃What　about　NASA？　I'm　surprised　they　allowed　such　nonsense　to　happen　in　the　first　place。〃
　〃Oh　we　had　a　fine　house　on　offer；　but　it　wasn't　where　we　wanted　to　live。　Betty　wanted　that　goddamn　house　and　we　had　the　money　and　position　to　pay　for　it；　but　we　couldn't　get　in。　It　wasn't　just　that　son　of　a　bitch；　it　was　the　neighborhood　too。〃　Yu　wiped　a　thread　of　hair　out　of　his　eyes。　〃They　didn't　want　us　so　I'm　going　where　I　am　wanted。　What　about　China　having　a　nuclear　retaliatory　strike　force　of　its　own？　Like　the　French；　eh？　What　do　you　think　of　that？〃
　〃The　idea　of　anyone　having　A…　or　H…bomb　tipped　rockets　fills　me　with　horror。〃
　〃They're　just　the　weapons　of　the　day；　Mr。　Dunross；　just　the　weapons　of　the　day。〃
　
　〃Jesus　Christ！〃　Johnjohn　said；　aghast。
　Havergill　was　equally　shocked。　〃Dr。　Joseph　Yu's　really　top　bracket；　Ian？〃
　〃Absolutely。　I　phoned　a　friend　in　Washington。　Yu's　one　of　two　or　three　in　the　world　…　rockets　and　rocket　fuel。〃　It　was　after　lunch。　Dunross　had　just　told　them　what　had　transpired　this　morning。　〃It's　also　true　no　one　knows　he's　going　over　the　border；　even　that　he's　left　Hawaii　where　he's　supposed　to　be　on　vacation　…　he　told　me　he　traveled　here　quite　openly。〃
　〃Christ；〃　Johnjohn　said　again。　〃If　China　gets　experts　like　him　。。。〃　He　twisted　the　paper　knife　that　was　on　Havergill's　desk。　〃Ian；　have　you　considered　telling　Roger　Crosse；　or　Rosemont　to　prevent　that？〃
　〃Of　course；　but　I　can't　do　that。　I　absolutely　can't。〃
　〃Of　course　Ian　can't！　Have　you　considered　what's　at　stake？〃　Havergill　jerked　an　angry　thumb　at　the　window。　Fourteen　floors　below　he　could　see　an　impatient；　angry　mob　of　people　trying　to　get　into　the　bank；　the　police　stretched　very　thin　now。　〃Let's　not　delude　ourselves；　the　run　is　on；　we're　getting　down　to　the　bottom　of　the　barrel。　We　barely　have　enough　cash　to　last　the　day；　barely　enough　to　pay　government　employees。　Thank　God　it's　Saturday