I’ve Had Many Enemies Over The Years.

He Often Wondered Whether It Were Possible To Be More Possessed By Desire For Any Other Woman. The Fact Was That They Functioned Well Together, And They Had A Connection As Addictive As Heroin.

Blomkvist Had Indeed Had Many Brief Relationships. He Knew He Was Reasonably Good-looking, But He Had Never Considered Himself Exceptionally Attractive. But He Had Often Been Told That He Had Something That Made Women Interested In Him . . .that He Radiated Self-confidence And Security At The Same Time, That He Had The Ability To Make Women Feel At Ease. Going To Bed With Him Was Not Threatening Or Complicated, But It Might Be Erotically Enjoyable. And That, According To Blomkvist, Was As It Should Be.

She Had Been Sharing A House With Him For A Week, And He Had Not Once Flirted With Her. He Had Worked With Her, Asked Her Opinion, Slapped Her On The Knuckles Figuratively Speaking When She Was On The Wrong Track, And Acknowledged That She Was Right When She Corrected Him. Dammit, He Had Treated Her Like A Human Being.

I Know What Kind Of Things I Myself Have Been Irritated By In Detective Stories. They Are Often About One Or Two Persons, But They Don't Describe Anything In The Society Outside.

There Are No Innocents. There Are, However, Different Degrees Of Responsibility.