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.The Great Wang understood these things.It happens toall Masters, even the great ones.""Did it happen to you, little father?" asked Remo."No.It never happened to me.""Why not?""Well, you have to feel that somehow you have done something wrong.All I hadto do was look at my life.As the Great Wang said: 'Do not judge a life by howit ends, as do those of the West, but judge it by the whole.' If I did nothingbut fail for the rest of my life, I would still be wonderful.""That's you, not me.I feel like the world has fallen out from underneath meand I don't know why.""As the Great Wang said: 'Before perfection is that awareness of not beingperfect, so that you feel your worst before you achieve your new level.' Youare only getting better, Remo.And we should be grateful for that, because youcertainly needed it.""Great Wang.Great Wang.Great Wang.There are lots of Masters.I studiedthem.Why is he so damned great? I don't see it.""Because you're not good enough to see it.""Maybe you're better than the Great Wang.How do I know?""You are not to know, I am to know.Hurry, all the good tyrants seem to befalling.""How do you know the Great Wang was so great? Was he greater than yourfather?""No.I was greater than my father.""Then how do you know?""When you reach a certain level, you see the Great Wang.""Is he alive? Does his spirit still exist in this world?""No.It exists in the greatness of Sinanju.And when you achieve that, thatPage 47ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlnext level, you will see him.""What does he look like?""A bit overweight, as a matter of fact, but he told me I was thin, so on hisadvice I gained an ounce and a half.""You actually talked to him?""You can when you make the passage.What you are feeling now is the beginningof your passage.""So what is the big deal about passing into a better level? I'm already morethan good enough for what I need.""How cruel the stab of one's own son, nurtured like a natural son, revertingto his white attitudes again.It is the reason that the white race will neverbe great.""Anytime you want to call it quits with me, little father," said Remo, "sayso.""Testy today, aren't we?" said Chiun with a smile.The Master of Sinanju knewhe had won.No matter what Remo said, he was on his way to his new level.Itwas not that he would seek it.Indeed, if he didn't try so hard sometimes, hewould be there already.But the truth about Remo's new level was that it wasnot taking hold of him.And soon he would see the Great Wang for himself andhear the advice given only to the great Masters of Sinanju, whatever thatadvice would be.It would be right.The Great Wang was always right.Never wasthere a time when he was not right.This was recorded in the histories ofSinanju, this was reality.Every time Remo could move up a wall vertically andunderstand it was only the fear of falling that was his enemy, every time hebreathed in concordance with the great forces of the cosmos, the Great Wanglived.And now he was only waiting to say hello to Remo at the right time.This Chiun knew, and this Remo could not know until it happened.Mad Emperor Smith arrived, a half-hour late.The one thing the lunatic had hadin his favor was punctuality and now that was gone.Good riddance, said Chiunin Korean.The translation for Smith into English lost something, however."Oh, gracious benignity," intoned Chiun as he opened the door for the head ofCURE."In our last day of perfect service, glorifying your name, the tears ofour parting rend the hearts of your faithful assassins, knowing there will beno equal to your glory."Even Smith, color-blind, recognized the red kimono with the gold dragons.Thatwas the kimono Chiun had worn the first day they had met, and never wornsince.They were actually leaving at last, thought Smith.It was good-bye.Well, at least they had saved the country.That force that had invaded Americawith impunity not only had been destroyed, but Russia had been thoroughlyembarrassed and was really whipped on all fronts as the President had said.The two sides were no longer teetering toward a world-ending conflict.Russiawas in retreat.They had given America the breathing space it needed to avoidlaunching missiles that could never be called back.Now all Smith had to dowas find out why Russia had sent in the Matesev group.Remo offered his hand."I guess this is the end," he said."I guess it is," said Smith."Yeah.Well, who knows," said Remo."Sit down.Let's talk about Matesev's mission.""Don't have to sit, Smitty.They were after a hypnotist.Supposed to be agreat hypnotist.""They have lots of hypnotists," said Smith."The Russians are famous for doingexperiments with the human mind.Why would they be after this one?""Supposedly he could do it with everyone instantly.I mean when I found him,Matesev's people had his eyes taped and his mouth taped.They were scared ofhim.""Of course, they should be.If he is what they say he is, someone like thatcould control the world.I could see how he would escape Russia easily.Escapeanywhere easily.This man could walk into the Department of Defense and startPage 48ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmla war.No wonder they wanted to keep him under wraps.I'm surprised theydidn't kill him when they found out he could do those things.""Why not use him to their advantage?" asked Remo."Who would be using whom when he could hypnotize anyone into believinganything? He was like an atomic warhead, but with a mind of his own.They musthave been on tenterhooks all the time they had him.""Maybe," said Remo."In any case, Smitty, good luck and good-bye.""Wait a minute.What did he look like?""About five-foot-seven.Kind of sad brown eyes.Nice guy.Lonely.""You spoke with him?""Sure," said Remo."You let him go?" asked Smith.The lemony face suddenly turned red as horrorset in."You let him go? How on earth could you let him go, knowing what hewas? How could you do such a thing?""That wasn't my job.You said do Matesev.I did Matesev.All right? You saidfind out what he wanted.I found out what he wanted.Case closed.""You could have thought.We have to get Rabinowitz.There's no way we can letthat man roam around this country.For both our sakes.Those damned stupidRussians.Why didn't they tell us? We could have worked together.""Good-bye, Smitty.""You can't leave, Remo.You can recognize him.""Recognize him, hell.He wanted to be my friend.""You have too many friends, Remo," said Chiun.He was waiting for Remo to liftthe trunks [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]