A crescendo leading up to a peak and then the nerves are blunted and react progressively less until unconsciousness and death. He knew that the beginning of torture is the worst. “Bond closed his eyes and waited for the pain. He thought it came from a desire to protect herself from him, or else it was her reaction to his coolness to her earlier in the evening, his deliberate coolness, which he knew had been taken as a rebuff.”
Bond noticed these small things because he felt intensely aware of her and because he wanted to draw her into his own feeling of warmth and relaxed sensuality. Between the thumb and first two fingers of her right hand she held one of Bond’s cigarettes, as an artist holds a crayon, and though she smoked with composure, she tapped the cigarette occasionally into an ashtray when the cigarette had no ash. One elbow rested on the table and her hand supported her chin, but on the back of her hand and not on the palm, and Bond noticed that her knuckles showed white as if her fist was tightly clenched. She seemed to be listening carefully to the music. She said: ‘Yes, isn’t it,’ in a rather brittle voice.
It’s a lovely end to the day – the prize-giving.’ He expected her to smile. “They sat for a time listening to the music and then Bond turned to Vesper: ‘It’s wonderful sitting here with you and knowing the job’s finished.
