"What was the last book you read?" "I know in my heart that The Prisoner and Rocky and Bullwinkle have had greater influence on my life than any work I could name in print." "How marginally sad. Do you think the partners suspect?" "Patrick McGoohan. Boris and Natasha. Leo McKern. Mister Peabody." "Look! David Duchovny." "Flick." Sure enough, the shelf on the big bookcase where they used to keep their 30-inch Zenith now holds only a dark and dust-free oblong, footprint of the missing object. Touched by a sudden draft, Lorraine turns to find an open window. A noise comes from upstairs now, a muffled, bumping scraping sound of something heavy being dragged along the carpet. They hear a familiar floorboard creak upstairs. It's in their bedroom. "Where are the damned cops," growls Harry. He makes for the stairs but Lorraine stops him halfway. She is still looking out the window, where something has drawn her eye. Harry turns and sees it too: out on the lawn a brief twinkling, then another quick, bright flash; and the same again. "Following" a link means leaving it for another lexia; "gathering" a relation means bringing things to a central place: whereas the disjunctive link is associated with travel, the conjunctive relation is associated with locus, with an inherently structured lexia. Something is moving across the lawn. Harry runs for the door, Lorraine closely following. "Which one is which, Patrick McGoohan or Patrick McNee?" "That's easy. Just think of flawless thighs in black leather." "Flawless thighs." "Diana Rigg." "Yes." Mrs. Peel The Avengers Patrick McNee "Thanks a bunch."