James Bond, almost light-headed with pleasure, picked up a handful of travel literature from the front desk, said ‘Hi!’ to Mr Gengerella, who didn’t reply, and followed him into the conference room lobby. They were the last to show. Scaramanga, beside the open door to the conference room, looked pointedly at his watch and said to Bond, ‘Okay, feller. Lock the door when we’re all settled and don’t let anyone in even if the hotel catches fire.’ He turned to the barman behind the loaded buffet. ‘Get lost, Joe. I’ll call for you later.’ He said to the room, ‘Right. We’re all set. Let’s go.’ He led the way into the conference room and the six men followed. Bond stood by the door and noted the seating order round the table. He closed the door and locked it and quickly also locked the exit from t
