magazines. âYou can borrow some if you like. Itâs all illegal but Ivanâs the boy and like I said, Annie â Annieâs what I call her but her name is Anoutchka â knew when not to look. I donât know how this new bag is going to work if she stays on permanent.â
Mr Rubin neednât have worried for the new bag had been briefed to let anything except shooting irons or people go through into 701 for not only was Ivan, the hotel porter, a pillar of the thriving black market but he was also a trusted connection of the KGB which had ordered him to see that Mr Rubin was supplied with anything he wanted to keep him in good temper and quiet until a situation should have resolved itself. The fact that Ivan was compelled to split half of his hard currency take from Room 701 with his KGB contact was neither here nor there, but of none of this was Mr Rubin aware.
âCheers,â he said and raised his glass once again. âAnd what are you two ladies doing in this Godforsaken town?â
This last phrase increased Mrs Butterfieldâsagitation to the point where she took a big gulp of straight gin and went into a splutter.
âWe won it in a raffle,â replied Mrs Harris. âI mean the trip. We wouldnât be able to afford it otherwise. I work as a daily in London and me friend âere looks after the ladies in the Paradise Club.â
Again Mr Rubin raised his glass, the sweet smile once more returned to his face and he toasted, âThe salt of the earth. Britainâs bulwark. I love you both.â
Mrs Butterfieldâs perturbations now took on a similarity to the ones she had shown in her own apartment down the hall.
Mrs Harris didnât quite know how to take Mr Rubinâs last affectionate declaration but put it down to the gin which he was also having straight. She said, âAnd nice of you to say so, Mr Rubin.â Her glance travelled to the sample books and she inquired, âJust what is it you travel in, Mr Rubin?â
âAha!â he said. âSo youâve guessed. By the way, you can call me Sol. Sol, Violet and Ada and âereâs to the three of us,â and he took another solid slug. As the gin took effect it tended to eliminate his âhâs, and then he said, âPaper. Iâm the biggest bloody paper concern in the whole United Kingdom.â
âOh,â said Ada Harris as her cunning little mind made a lightning calculation. âPaper,â she repeated. âAnd what they ainât got any of is â¦â
âExactly,â concluded Rubin. âAnd if they knewthat I was admitting to you or anybody else that such was the case theyâd be âaving seven different kinds of fits or maybe put me away. They got a lot of stinkers running this country and you never know.â
Here Mrs Butterfield exploded into her pantomimic dance of the bug.
Rubin threw back his bushy head and laughed uproariously. âOh, them,â he said. âIâve got âem all. Nothing else to do to amuse myself. Do you know how long Iâve been âere? Eight weeks! While theyâre trying to make up their mind. I could give you a guided tour of Moscow off the top of me head. The Kremlin, St Basilâs Cathedral, all that junk in the museums,â and he went into a guideâs voice, âAnd here on the right you see the beautiful old painted carriage presented to Ivan the Terrible by our gryte Queen Elizabeth the First and after lunch we will visit the glorious Pushkin Gallery of Fine Arts. Iâve seen the old boy Lenin theyâve got laid out in that marble blockhouse over there five times. And let me tell you âe donât improve with age.â The gin by now had taken a firm grip and Mr Rubinâs speech was back amongst the Bow bells, which rather comforted the two women. âTheyâre gonna have to take âim out and freshen âim up again pretty soon. When I go out
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