Latest Update 18 November 2006 by Bob Ames
| Hardcover Edition | |||
| Published by: | Houghton Mifflin | ||
| Publication Date: | 1978 | ||
| ISBN: | 0-395-266823-3 | ||
| Paperback Edition | |||
| Published by:: | Dell Publishing Co., Inc. | ||
| ISBN | 0-440-14196-6 | ||
| Large Print Edition | |||
| Published by | Thorndike Press | ||
| ISBN | 0-786-20389-7 | ||
| Audio Cassette Edition | |||
| Published by: | Books on Tape | ||
| Read By: | Michael Prichard | ||
| Length | 6 cassettes, 360 min. | ||
The above information is from the online catalog of the Minuteman Library Network and my own collection.---Bob
Taken from the back of the paperback edition
"Spenser had gone to London--and not to look at the Queen. He'd gone to track down a bunch of bombers who'd blown his client's wife and kids away. His job was to catch them. Or kill them. His client wasn't choosy.
But there were nine killers to one Spenser--long odds that could add up to a short life. Hawk, the iron-fisted Boston enforcer, would help balance the equation. The rest would depend upon a wild plan. Spenser would get one of the terrorists to play Judas Goat--to lead him to the others. Trouble was, he hadn't counted on her being very blond, very beautiful, and very, very dangerous."
It's a year after the blast that Hugh Dixon hires Spenser. In London, Spenser is informed by Downes that 'there are 10,12 (people). The figure changes every day. Some join, others leave.' How come the complete group is still there, a year and more after the bombing?
"UK time is five hours ahead of Eastern time."
Good point, but it gets worse from there. The book ends at the 1976 summer Olympics in Montreal, and judging by the timing Spenser started this adventure in late Spring. On 25 April 1976 at 02:00, clocks in the Eastern time time zone were set forward to 03:00 when Daylight Savings Time kicked in reducing the time difference to four hours, which would make it 4:50 pm in Boston. Susan's "Techniques of Counseling" course with Professor More ran from "two-o-five to four fifty-five" (chapter 3) so even if she was there ("It probably didn't meet that day. But maybe in the summer") she would have been home less than half an hour later.
Hisao Tomihari notes that what Bogie actually said was simply "Not so fast, Louis."
"The English doctor tells S to 'drop his pants.' It is a direct quotation, not S reporting indirectly what the doctor had told him to do. The doctor shortly thereafter uses the word 'arse', so he is definitely English not North American. Being English, he would have referred to Spenser's 'trousers.' In the UK, 'pants' means 'underpants', and I think that the doctor would have called them underwear, or shorts, or Jockeys, or boxers or briefs... I think RBP just slipped a little."
'Good old Watson. You are the one fixed point in a changing world.'"
Roger Miller wrote this and performed it. It was his smash hit of 1965. Petula Clark also made it a bestseller.
See Lyrics
"'When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in
London all that life can afford.' The Life of Johnson, Vol.
III, by James Boswell.
"I am pretty certain the the reference to pink champagne is from the earlier part of Goldfinger, when Bond is helping a Mister Dupont stop Goldfinger's cheating Dupont at cards. I believe that Dupont takes Bond out for dinner and they have 'Stone Crabs' washed down with 'Pink Champagne.'"
That is indeed the reference. Upon further research I found that the self proclaimed Minister of Martinis has set up a research site of the Bond novels entitled "Make mine a 007." The statistics page on drinks in the books is located at http://home.earthlink.net/~atomic_rom/007/nstats.htm and the Goldfinger page is at http://home.earthlink.net/~atomic_rom/007/goldf.htm
Glenn Everett writes:
Paladin's business card read:
Have Gun, Will Travel
Wire Paladin
San FranciscoA paladin, of course, is a knight-errant."
"You really can't. The Sheraton (now the Scandic) is at the corner of Vester Søgade and Gammel Kongevej.
The walk he describes is turning right. (I lived in there for five years, and would take friends to that general area.)"
Many thanks, David. One of the wonders of the internet is finding someone who knows which direction one should walk to reach Number 35
Mikael Igge Holmberg writes:
'Still water run deep' (repeated four times) is the chorus to "Still Water (Love)", a song by Four Tops, a soul group who started out in the sixties.
'Still Water (Love)' by William 'Smokey' Robinson/Frank Wilson. Tamla Motown 1970.
It's a very old saying, meaning that there can be much hidden beneath a placid surface. See Lyrics
"It's a 14th century proverb and is similar to
'Smooth runs the water
where the brook is deep,' Shakespeare's Henry VI, Part II, Act 3, scene 1,
line 53."
"Boots and Saddles the 1957 TV series set in the 1870's with the American 5th Cavalry as the heroes. I think this is the theme music that Hawk is humming."
Yep, the show ran from 1957-1959, and they used that cavalry call as their theme song. I was wondering why Hawk was familiar with it.
My usual source of TV lore, "The Complete Directory of Prime Time Network TV Shows" came up empty and it took quite a bit of Search Engine activity to even confirm the show existed. When questioned Dennis replied:
"The series went straight into syndication and the major networks were not involved. There were 39 half-hour episodes."
it's
spring
and
the
goat-footed
balloonMan whistles
far
and
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I edited Mike's original entry to the form I quoted in Thin Air. Close enough, but I included the entire poem, in the best online presentation I found, in Poetry.
The 1938 Disney cartoon Ferdinand the Bull won an academy award for Best Short Subject - Animation. See the details at http://www.teemings.com/shorts/disney/years/1938/ferdinandthebull.html
But the Disney people didn't make it up from scratch. Rtfbsfrff (aka Barb) points out that it was an adaptation of the classic children's book The Story of Ferdinand, written by Webster Monroe (Munro) Leaf and first published in 1936. I found a copy of it online, with the original pen and ink drawings by Robert Lawson. See it at http://pages.prodigy.net/poss/ferdinand/
Chapter 24:
This is in fact a famous first line, from Sleep Till Noon, by Max Shulman (1950)
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Four shots ripped into my groin and I was off on the greatest adventure of my life!"
"He is struck by the silence of the Montreal subway. I was too, after the squealing of Paris Metro. Montreal's subway cars have rubber tires, hence the silence."
"This may be a version of the line 'Stick with me and you'll be wearing diamonds', said by Robert Armstrong to Helen Mack in The Son Of Kong (1933).
I haven't seen the flick in a long time, but I did a search on the Internet Movie Database (IMDb.com) and that is what came up."
Yes, it did exist back when this book was published. Peter May writes:
Post Office Tower definitely had a revolving restaurant and a viewing platform (which I have been to) when it opened. But the IRA left a bomb on the viewing platform which never reopened to the public, and the restaurant closed in 1980.
"Next I called the British Consulate. They told me that if I were bringing in a shotgun there would be no problem. I could simply carry it in. No papers required.
'I had in mind a thirty-eight caliber Smith and Wesson revolver. A shotgun in a hip holster tends to chafe. And carrying it around London at high port seems a bit showy.'
...
'It is not permitted of course to bring in machine guns, submachine guns, automatic rifles, or any weapon capable of firing a gas-disseminating missile.'
'Oh, damn,' I said."
"There are people in the city of Boston who have threatened to kill me. I don't like to walk around without a gun. So I took my spare, and stuck it in the small of my back. It was a Colt .357 Magnum with a four-inch barrel. I kept it around in case I was ever attacked by a finback whale..."
"She said to me, 'I beg your pardon, are you a Greek multibillionaire shipping magnate and member of the international jet set?'
I said, 'Yes, I am, would you care to marry me and live on my private island in great luxury?'
She said, 'Yes, I would, but I'm committed to a small-time thug in Boston and first I'll have to shake him.'"
"Flanders paid the cabbie, turned the bags over to the hall porter, and steered me to the desk. He didn't seem to have a lot of confidence in me. A hired thug from the provinces, can barely speak the language, no doubt. I checked my heel for a cow flap."
"'If you were from the papers,' Downes said, 'I'd reply that we were developing several promising possibilities. Since you're not from the papers I can be more brief. No. We haven't anything.'"
"I hadn't smoked in ten or twelve years, but I wished then I'd had a cigarette that I could have taken a final drag on and flipped still burning into the river as I turned and walked away. Not smoking gains in the area of lung cancer, but it loses badly in the realm of dramatic gestures."
"But when they blew up the Dixons there were nine of them that Dixon spotted. They didn't need nine. It must have been their sense of community. The group that blasts together lasts together."
"I was getting tired of holding the gun. My hand was stiff, and with the thing cocked I had to hold it carefully. I thought about shifting it to my left hand. I wasn't as good with my left hand, and I might need to be very good all of a sudden. I wouldn't be too good if my gun hand had gone to sleep, however. I shifted the thing to my left hand and exercised my right. The gun felt clumsy in my left. I oughta practice left-handed more. I hadn't anticipated a gun hand going to sleep. How'd you get shot, Spenser? Well, it's this way, Saint Pete. I was staked out in a hotel corridor, but my hand went to sleep. Then after a while my entire body nodded off. Did Bogie's hand ever go to sleep, Spenser? Did Kerry Drake's? No, sir, I don't think we can admit you to Private-Eye Heaven, Spenser.
"'The bullet still in there?' I asked.
'No, went right through. Clean wound, some blood loss, but nothing, I think, to be concerned over.'
'Good, I'd just as soon not be carrying a slug around in the upper thigh,' I said.
'You may choose to call it that if you wish,' the doctor said, 'but in point of face, my man, you've been shot in the arse.'
'There's marksmanship,' I said. 'And in the dark too.'"
"The doctor put a pressure bandage on my, ah, thigh, and gave me some pills for the pain. 'You'll walk funny for a few days,' he said. 'After that, you should be fine. Though you'll have an extra dimple in your cheeks now.'
'I'm glad there's socialized medicine,' I said. 'If only there was a vow of silence that went with it.'"
"Okay, I thought, this is where she lives. So what? One of the things about my employment was the frequency with which I didn't know what I was doing or what to do next. Always a fresh surprise. I have tracked the beast to its lair, I thought. Now what do I do with her? Beast wasn't the right word, but it didn't sound right to say I've tracked the beauty to her lair."
"'What's your name?'
'Suck my ass,' he said.
'Okay, Suck,' I said. 'We're going down the corridor and pick up your buddy. If you have an itch, don't scratch it. If you hiccup or sneeze or yawn or bat your eyes I am going to shoot a hole through your head.'"
"'Do you know that I get twenty-five hundred dollars for you alive or dead, and dead is easier?'"
"'I don't like you sending for Hawk.'
'It's just to help me do surveillance. Even Lord Peter Wimsey has to whiz occasionally.'
Susan's laugh across the ocean, only slightly distorted by distance, made me want to cry. 'I believe,' she said, 'that Lord Peter's butler does it for him.'"
"Talking on the phone from 5000 miles away was like the myth of Tantalus. It was better not to. The telephone company has lied to us for years, I thought. Always tell you that long distance is the next best thing to being there. All those people call up and feel swell afterward. I didn't. I felt like beating up a nun."
"Hawk had the clip out of the .22 I had brought and was checking out the action. Shaking his head.
- 'The bad guys use these over here?'
'Not all the time,' I said. 'It's just what they could get.'
- Hawk shrugged and slipped the clip back in the butt. 'Better than screaming for help,' he said."
"'[I'm] Just a poor old colored person, trying to get along with the white folks.'
'Well, I'll give you credit, you were the first one to integrate leg-breaking on an interracial basis in Boston.'
'A man is poor indeed if he don't do something for his people.'"
"Hawk said 'yowza' and went into the bookstore. He went to the back and down the steps. Five minutes later he was back up the stairs and out of the bookstore, his face glistening with humor.
'Get any pointers?" I said.
- 'Oh yeah, soon's I make a move on a pony, I gonna know what to do.'"
"There was an envelope stuck to Kathie's right thigh with some of the same adhesive tape that closed her mouth. I picked it up.
'Maybe we won her in a raffle,' I said."
"'Her idea of a good time is probably to be beaten by Benito Mussolini with a copy of Mein Kampf.'"
"I got a can of Spot-lifter off the top closet shelf and sprayed the blood stains on the rug.
'That stuff work?'
'Works on my suits,' I said. 'When it dries I just brush it away.'
'You make a fine wife someday, babe. You cook good, too.'
'Yeah, but I've always wanted a career of my own.'"
"'Gone?' I said.
'Uh huh.'
'Clues?'
Hawk said, 'Clues?'
'You know,' I said,' like an airplane schedule with a flight to Beirut underlined. A hotel confirmation slip from the Paris Hilton. Some tourist brochures from Orange County, California. A tinkling piano in the next apartment. Clues.'"
"But they were our glasses and they were for drinking champagne out of on special occasions. Or at least I thought they were. I was always afraid I'd come in some day and find her sprouting an avocado pit in one."
"'Two shots in the ass and I was off on the greatest adventure of my career...'"
"'...you look tired.'
- 'I am tired,' I said. 'I've just been screwing my brains out.'
'Oh, really?'
- 'Oh really, I said. 'How come you were doing all that sighing and moaning?'
'Boredom,' she said. 'Those weren't sighs and moans, those were yawns.'
- 'Nice talk to a wounded man.'
'Well,' she said, 'I am glad the bullet didn't go all the way through.'"
"I showed him my PI license with my picture on it. I looked like one of the friends of Eddie Coyle.
- 'Yeah,' he said, 'that's you.'
'It disappoints me too,' I said."
"A tribute to careful search and survey techniques and a masterpiece of concentration, looking over the stands aisle by aisle, and he almost walks into me while I'm eating a hot dog. Super sleuth."
"Trying to control his laughter, Hawk said, 'We just copped the gold medal in outdoor scuffling.' It was the funniest thing I had ever heard, or so it seemed at the time, and the two of us were still giggling when they loaded us into the car and hauled us off to a hospital."
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