龙纹身的女孩

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throughthewindowinthegablethedeskhadaviewofthebridgeandthechurch。therewasasofaandcoffeetablewherethehousekeeperhadsetoutatheros;rolls;andpastries。

vangergesturedtowardsthetray;butblokvistpretendednottosee;insteadheadeatouroftheroo;firststudyingtheshelfandthenthewalloffraedflowers。thedeskwasorderly;onlyafewpapersinoneheap。atitsedgewasasilver…fraedphotographofadark…hairedgirl;beautifulbutwithaischievouslook;ayoungwoanonherwaytobeingdangerous;hethought。itwasapparentlyaconfirationportraitthathadfadedovertheyearsithadbeenthere。

“doyoureeberher;mikael?”vangersaid。

“reeber?”

“yes;youether。andactuallyyouhavebeeninthisroobefore。”

blokvistturnedandshookhishead。

“no;howcouldyoureeber?iknewyourfather。ihiredkurtfirstasaninstallerandachinistseveraltiesinthefiftiesandsixties。hewasatalentedan。itrie. comersuadehitokeepstudyingandbeeanengineer。youwereherethewholesuerof1963;whenweputnewachineryinthepaperillinhedestad。itwashardtofindaplaceforyourfailytolive;sowesolveditbylettingyouliveinthewoodenhouseacrosstheroad。youcanseeitfrothewindow。”

vangerpickedupthephotograph。

“thisisharrietvanger;granddaughterofybrotherrichard。shetookcareofyouanytiesthatsuer。youweretwo;goingonthree。maybeyouwerealreadythreethen—idon’trecall。shewasthirteen。”

“iasorry;butidon’thavetheleastrecollectionofwhatyou’retellinge。”blokvistcouldnotevenbesurethatvangerwastellingthetruth。

“iunderstand。butireeberyou。youusedtorunaroundeverywhereonthefarwithharrietintow。icouldhearyourshriekswheneveryoufell。ireeberigaveyouatoyonce;ayellow;sheet…etaltractorthatihadplayedwithyselfasaboy。youwerecrazyaboutit。ithinkthatwasthecolour。”

blokvistfeltachillinside。theyellowtractorhedidreeber。whenhewasolderithadstoodonashelfinhisbedroo。

“doyoureeberthattoy?”

“ido。andyouwillbeausedtoknowthatthetractorisstillaliveandwell;atthetoymuseuinstockhol。theyputoutacallforoldoriginaltoystenyearsago。”

“really?”vangerchuckledwithdelight。“leteshowyou…”

theoldanwentovertotheshelfandpulledaphotographalbufrooneofthelowershelves。blokvistnoticedthathehaddifficultybendingoverandhadtobracehiselfontheshelfwhenhestraightenedup。helaidthealbuonthecoffeetable。heknehathewaslookingfor:ablack…and…whitesnapshotinwhichthephotographer’sshadowshowedinthebottoleftcorner。intheforegroundwasafair…hairedboyinshorts;staringatthecaerawithaslightlyanxiousexpression。

“thisisyou。yourparentsaresittingonthegardenbenchinthebackground。harrietispartlyhiddenbyyourother;andtheboytotheleftofyourfatherisharriet’sbrother;martin;whorunsthevangerpanytoday。”

blokvist’sotherwasobviouslypregnant—hissisterwasontheway。helookedatthephotographwithixedfeelingsasvangerpouredcoffeeandpushedovertheplateofrolls。

“yourfatherisdead;iknow。isyourotherstillalive?”

“shediedthreeyearsago;”blokvistsaid。

“shewasanicewoan。ireeberherverywell。”

“buti’sureyoudidn’tasketoeheretotalkaboutoldtiesyouhadwithyparents。”

“you’reright。i’vebeenworkingonwhatiwantedtosaytoyouforseveraldays;butnowthatyou’reactuallyhereidon’tquiteknoheretobegin。isupposeyoudidsoeresearch;soyouknowthationcewieldedsoeinfluenceinswedishindustryandthejobarket。todayi’anoldanwhowillprobablydiefairlysoon;anddeathperhapsisanexcellentstartingpointforourconversation。”

blokvisttookaswallowofblackcoffee—plainlyboiledinapanintruenorrlandstyle—andwonderedwherethiswasgoingtolead。

“ihavepaininyhipandlongwalksareathingofthepast。onedayyou’lldiscoverforyourselfhowstrengthseepsaway;buti’neitherorbidnorsenile。i’notobsessedbydeath;buti’atanagewhenihavetoaeptthatytieisaboutup。youwanttoclosetheaountsandtakecareofunfinishedbusiness。doyouunderstandwhatiean?”

blokvistnodded。vangerspokeinasteadyvoice;andblokvisthadalreadydecidedthattheoldanwasneithersenilenorirrational。“i’ostlycuriousaboutwhyi’here;”hesaidagain。

“becauseiwanttoaskforyourhelpwiththisclosingofaounts。”

“whye?whatakesyouthinki’dbeabletohelpyou?”

“becauseasiwasthinkingabouthiringsoeone;yournaecroppedupinthenews。iknehoyouwere;ofcourse。andaybeit’sbecauseyousatonykneewhenyouwerealittlefellow。don’tisunderstande。”hewavedthethoughtaway。“idon’tlooktoyoutohelpeforsentientalreasons。itwasjustthatihadtheipulsetocontactyouspecifically。”

mikaelgaveafriendlylaugh。“well;idon’treeberbeingperchedonyourknee。buthowcouldyouaketheconnection?thatwasintheearlysixties。”

“youisunderstoode。yourfailyovedtostockholwhenyourfathergotthejobastheworkshopforeanatzarinder’smechanical。iwastheonewhogothithejob。iknewhewasagoodworker。iusedtoseehiovertheyearswhenihadbusinesswithzarinder’s。weweren’tclosefriends;butwewouldchatforawhile。thelasttieisawhiwastheyearbeforehedied;andhetoldethenthatyouhadgotintojournalisschool。hewasextreelyproud。thenyoubecaefaouswiththestoryofthebankrobbergang。i’vefollowedyourcareerandreadanyofyourarticlesovertheyears。asaatteroffact;ireadmillenniuquiteoften。”

“ok;i’withyou;butwhatisitexactlythatyouwantetodo?”

vangerlookeddownathishands;thensippedhiscoffee;asifheneededapausebeforehecouldatlastbegintobroachwhathewanted。

“beforeigetstarted;mikael;i’dliketoakeanagreeentwithyou。iwantyoutodotwothingsfore。oneisapretextandtheotherisyrealobjective。”

“whatforofagreeent?”

“i’goingtotellyouastoryintwoparts。thefirstisaboutthevangerfaily。that’sthepretext。it’salong;darkstory;andi’lltrytosticktotheunvarnishedtruth。thesecondpartofthestorydealswithyactualobjective。you’llprobablythinksoeofthestoryis…crazy。whatiwantisforyoutoheareout—aboutwhatiwantyoutodoandalsowhatiaoffering—beforeyouakeupyourindwhethertotakeonthejobornot。”

blokvistsighed。obviouslyvangerwasnotgoingtolethigointietocatchtheafternoontrain。hewassurethatifhecalledfrodetoaskforalifttothestation;thecarwouldsoehowrefusetostartinthecold。

theoldanusthavethoughtlongandhardhowhewasgoingtohookhi。blokvisthadthefeelingthateverylastthingthathadhappenedsincehearrivedwasstaged:theintroductorysurprisethatasachildhehadethishost;thepictureofhisparentsinthealbu;andtheephasisonthefactthathisfatherandvangerhadbeenfriends;alongwiththeflatterythattheoldanknehomikaelblokvistwasandthathehadbeenfollowinghiscareerforyearsfroadistance…。nodoubtithadacoreoftruth;butitwasalsoprettyeleentarypsychology。vangerwasapractisedanipulator—howelsehadhebeeoneofsweden’sleadingindustrialists?

blokvistdecidedthatvangerwantedhitodosoethingthathewasnotgoingtohavetheslightestdesiretodo。hehadonlytowrestfrohiwhatthiswasandthensaynothankyou。andjustpossiblybeintietocatchtheafternoontrain。

“fivee;herrvanger;”hesaid;“i’vebeenherealreadyfortwentyinutes。i’llgiveyouexactlythirtyinutesoretotellewhatyouwant。theni’callingataxiandgoinghoe。”

foraoenttheaskofthegood…naturedpatriarchslipped;andblokvistcoulddetecttheruthlesscaptainofindustryfrohisdaysofpowerconfrontedbyasetback。hisouthcurledinagrisile。

“iunderstand。”

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