Chapter 26b
Saint Malo
Hapgood found a farmyard where they could get out of sight of
the main road. As they got out of the
car, the farmer came out of his house curious.
“Buy something,” said
Hapgood used his best French to say that he wished to buy a
bottle of wine. He pushed a handsome
fistful of bank notes into the man’s hand.
The farmer went back to the house to see if he could find a bottle that
would come anywhere close to being worth that amount.
Meanwhile
While the paint dried, they
ducked into the barn and change clothes.
The farmer returning with the open wine bottle looked amazed at what he
saw.
They passed the lookouts, who seemed only to be interested in south bound
traffic. They evidently were calling
reports in by cell phone. As soon as he
could after they were out of sight, Hapgood turned
eastward.
“A nun’s habit,” said
“Revenge is sweet,” said Hapgood.
“And you’re dressed like a
priest. That looks good. ‘How sweet,’ they’ll say, ‘That
nice old priest is out on a date with a nun.’”
“What are you worried about?
Afraid we’ll trash the reputation of the Catholic Church for the Muslims? We just look like we’re doing what they think
we’re doing anyway. The French won’t be
fooled, but we don’t care about them.
Besides, your habit will be as easily recognized as a Green Bay Packers
t-shirt. They’ll know we’re out of
place. But the guys after us won’t.”
“But a
nun’s outfit, for crying out loud. What would my grandmother say? You are a totally weird human being.”
They arrived at the town of
“
“Tell me about it.”
“It’s dedicated to the Virgin Mary, and the
site was special to her long before the cathedral. I imagine it was sacred to
“The bigger tower is
good. The smaller tower is the
celebrity. The number of sides changes
imperceptibly as you go up.”
They continued eastward out
of town.
“But its’ pronounced,
‘Charters,’” said
“That’s how you pronounce the
name of that street. But the cathedral
is ‘Shahkkktkkh.’”
“All right. Show off your
stupid French.”
“No. In French it’s more like, ‘la Nowtkkkuh dahm
“No, its
Nochra Dam.”
“In English it’s Notre Dame.”
“Well why don’t you say it right? The way the French do.”
“Because I
speak French with an accent. They say something like la Nuowtkkkuh dahm du Pahkkkeee, and I can’t say it right.
But I speak English like a native born American.”
“With a
southern accent.”
“That’s valid. But on the other hand mapmakers now will give
you a map of
“Maybe the maps are for
people who are willing to try.”
“Take the city of
“Are there Goths in
Gothenburg?”
“There is a young community
that has the Goth style, dress in black, listen to the music and so forth. But the city is named after the river, which
is pronounced something like ‘
They found a
small woods, where they repainted the car and changed into clothes that
made them look more like American tourists.
“I need to drive,” said
“English,” continued Hapgood,
“Is a perfectly fine language. We have
names for things. Some people think it’s
cool, as you might say, to change the words. But it separates us from our past when you
can’t find an old name on a new map. And
it costs money.”
“Horse patookie.”
“Look, more or less on
average a person will earn as many dollars in a year as he knows words. Ten thousand is pretty thin and will get you
minimum wage. A professional knows a lot
more. If you know a hundred thousand
words, either you are making a fortune or you don’t care. So a word equals an investment of ten
dollars. Multiply that by the hundred
million Americans who may know a word, and that little
change just fried a billion dollars worth of social value.
“But it’s more important than
that. Your intelligence has a lot to do
with your ability to love.”
“Of course it does, lover
boy.” The sarcasm oozed.
“Fact, there was a hospital
once where they were looking after some children who had been orphaned and they
had some young women who were mentally challenged. They were otherwise normal young women; they
just weren’t very bright. They decided
to let the women, under supervision, play with the babies. Well the women were delighted. They were very happy just loving the
children. As for the children, their
intelligence went up.
“So to deal with the world,
you are going to have to spend a little of yourself. You are going to have to love the world, to
trust it, to believe in it. And since we
aren’t infinite beings, our capacity is limited. So every time you lose something you know,
you lose something you love. It takes
some of your heart. And people who mess
around with the language are destroying things you love and messing around with
your ability to live productively in the world.”
They came to
“The battle,” said Hapgood, “Meant that
“‘He or she,’ you sexist,”
said
“‘He, she or it,’ you
sexist,” said Hapgood. “You got anything against people who for no
fault of their own are neither male nor female?”
“Trouble. Time to change
directions again,” said
They changed, repainted the
car and were on their way again.
“Woman’s
clothes! You’ve got me dressed up like an old matron,
wig and all,” said Hapgood.
“I just wanted to see whether
you were as obnoxious as a woman as you are as a man.”
“Another
thing about languages. The post-modern philosophers complain that we
are separated from the real world, that we see it through veils, through
masks. Every time you change a word, you
have to learn that what was, say, the city of
“They should have got it
right the first time.”
The two continued in the
direction of
“You are very strong,” said
“I have told you everything I
know except names, which wouldn’t do you any good anyway.”
“We have your friends. Which ever talks we will let go. The rest will be punished terribly.”
“You have been saying that
for hours.”
“Where were you going?”
“I won’t tell you that,
because I don’t believe you have them.”
“We have them, and I think
one is just about to talk. You need to
make up your mind soon. I know the
truth.”
“Well if you know something I
don’t, tell me.”
“You know it. You are working for
“For the
thousandth time, no. I never met the man.”
“One of the others is just
about to admit it.”
“It’s no good. Not only do I not know whether you have the
others. I don’t know what they are
saying. And I have no way at all of
enforcing a bargain with you, even if we could make one. What you are doing is called the ‘prisoner’s
dilemma.’ But that supposes you can make
a real offer. You can’t. All this is a secret.”
From
“Senile fossile.”
“Harridan.”
“Codger.”
“Virago.”
“Doddering
octogenarian.”
“Termagant.”
“Windbag.”
“Bad
driver.”
It was dawn as they caught
sight of the massive citadel of
“So now you know. I do have you.
“We have,” said Hapgood.
The three stared at him in
astonishment.
“Don’t pretend you don’t
know. It’s in all the newspapers. Where have you been?”
“Here in this dungeon,” said
“Running from you,” said
“When your friend
At this point Gamal came in with
“Now that,” said
“Don’t I get any credit?” asked
Gamal went to
When
“I believe they are telling
the truth. I believe they knew nothing
of the killings. They are enemies of Turelli as well. Or
at least he is enemy to them.”
When
“Getting us as far as
That night they took the high
speed TGV train to
“Everyone seems to have good
trains but us,” said
“It is the capitalist pigs that
run your country,” said
“So they want us to drive
cars,” said
“No. They are afraid to build a fast train because
they would have to dig up the roadbeds to lay good foundations. It is easy to build the train if you have the
track. But they cannot build the track.”
“And why not,” asked
“It is all in that book Walden, that you Americans talk about but never
read. The roadbed, you notice it is
called a bed. And the crossties are called
sleepers. Your American tracks are huge
narrow mass graves. The workers died
like flies building the railroads. Their
bones still lie below the rails.”
They didn’t care. They just wanted sleep.
There have been 5,987
visitors counted so far. (I think the
statistics package is acting up again.)