Theresa " Tracy" Draco Bond személy
Bond suddenly thought, Hell! I'll never find another girl like this one. She's got everything I've looked for in a woman. She's beautiful, in bed and out. She'd adventurous, brave, resourceful. She's exciting always. She's seems to love me. She'd let me go on with my life. She's a lone girl, not cluttered up with friends, relations, belongings. Above all, she needs me. It'll be someone for me to look after. I'm fed up with all these untidy, casual affairs that leave me with a bad conscience.
19 / Love for Breakfast, 182. - 183. oldal
Bond turned towards Tracy. She was lying forward with her face buried in the ruins of the steering-wheel. Her pink handkerchief had come off and the bell of golden hair hung down and hid her face. Bond put his arm round her shoulders, across which the dark patches had begun to flower.
He pressed her against him. He looked up at the young man and smiled his reassurance.
'It's all right', he said in a clear voice as if explaining something to a child. 'It's quite all right. She's having a rest. We'll be going soon. There's no hurry. You see -' Bond's head sank down against hers and he whispered into her hair -' you see, we've got all the time in the world.'
The young patrolman took a last scared look at the motionless couple, hurried over to his motor cycle, picked up the hand-microphone, and began talking urgently to the rescue headquarters.
27 / All The Time in the World, 259. oldal