““Damn you," said Bond. "You…" She put her hand over his mouth. “‘Allumeuse’ is the nice word for it,” she said. “It is fun for me to be able to tease such a strong silent man. You burn with such an angry flame. It is the only game I have to play with you and I shan’t be able to play it for long. How many days until your hand is well again?” Bond bit hard into the soft hand over his mouth. She gave a little scream. "Not many," said Bond. "And then one day when you’re playing your little game you’ll suddenly find yourself pinned down like a butterfly.””
