Some Late Night Other Reading

James Bond looks out of the window of his room in the St Regis Hotel, New York. We could compare sights seen by Bond with those seen by Poul Anderson's Time Patrolmen, including Manse Everard, in the same city. However, since it is nearly midnight here, we will focus instead on a single detail, relying on our regular readers to recognize its relevance:

"The wind sighed sadly outside in the velvet dusk, lending his room still more warmth and security and luxury."

-Ian Fleming, Live And Let Die (London, 2004), 4, p. 35.

This wind comments twice. It is sad - why? - and, by contrast, it emphasizes Bond's expensive indoor comfort.

And, this time, that really is all that we have time for tonight.

Good night.