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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
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    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
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    Scarlett could call her "MrsFitz," and she would call Scarlett "Mrs But only when they were alone togetherIn front of other people,
    full formality had to be maintained"Even Colum?" Scarlett wanted to
    knowFitz considered, then dior bag yieldedColum was a special
    case
    Scarlett tried to take advantage now of MrsFitz's partiality to
    him
    "I'll only walk down to Colum's," she said"He hasn't been to see me
    for ages, and I miss him
    "He's away on business and you know itI dolce sale heard him tell you he was
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    "Bother!" Scarlett muttered She went back to her chair
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    never meet her Scarlett waited until she was sure
    MrsFitz wouldn't catch her and then she got ready to go outShe'd
    been obedient long enoughIt was an accepted fact that after
    childbirth a woman recuperated for a month, purse louis vuitton most of the time in bed,
    and she'd done thatShe didn't see why she should have to add three
    more weeks to it just because Cat's birth hadn't been normalThe
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    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
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    Jeb and Jared locked eyes for a long momentJared's jaw clenched and unclenched, but Jeb's
    face was calmThe silent confrontation ended when Jared suddenly exhaled in an angry gust
    and took a step back
    Jeb reached down for my hand and put his other arm around my back to pull me upMy head
    whirled and ached; my stomach heavedIf it hermes kelly bag hadn't been empty for days, I might have thrown
    upIt was like my feet weren't touching the groundI wobbled and pitched forwardJeb
    steadied me and then gripped my elbow to keep me standing
    Jared watched all this with a teeth-baring grimaceLike an idiot, Melanie struggled to move
    toward him againBut I was over the shock of seeing him dior bag here and less stupid than she was
    nowShe wouldn't break through againI locked her away behind every bar I could create in my
    headCan't you see how he loathes me? Anything you say will make it worse
    But Jared's alive, Jared's here,she crooned
    The quiet in the cavern dissolved; whispers came from every side, all at the same time, as if messenger bag prada I'd
    missed some cueI couldn't make out any meanings in the hissing murmurs
    My eyes darted around the mob of humans–every one of them an adult, no smaller, younger
    figure among themMy heart ached at the absence, and Melanie fought to voice the questionThere wasn't anything to see here, nothing but anger and hatred on ladies gucci watch strangers'
    faces, or the anger and hatred on Jared's face
    Until another man pushed his way through the whispering throngHe was built slim and tall,
    his skeletal structure more obvious under his skin than mostHis hair was washed out, either
    pale brown or a dark, nondescript blondLike his bland hair and his long body, his features were
    mild and chanel earrings thi
    Friday, December 31st, 2010
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    "Yes, but we're not I reached for the doll - the
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    And as I did, Noveen spoke to me for the last time,
    in a voice that was half hers and half Jack's, as
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    the same time
    "Nuh-uh, not dat hand - you need dat hand to draw
    wit'
    And so I reached out balenciaga city the arm I used to lift Monica
    Goldstein's dying dog out of the street six months
    ago, in another life and universeI used that
    hand to grasp Elizabeth Eastlake's doll and lift
    it off Jack's knee
    "Edgar?" Jack said, straightening up"Edgar, how
    in hell did you get your-"
    - arm back, I suppose he said, but I don't know
    for sure; I didn't hear the finishWhat I saw
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    that voice wasn't Noveen's, wasn't Nan Melda's (I
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    ready to see it all?
    I wasn'tbut I would have to be
    "Show me your pictures," I whispered, and that red
    mouth swallowed me whole
    How to Draw a Picture (X)
    Be prepared to see it allIf you want to create -
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    1006
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    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    2:42 am
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    @@@@@Grant, who are always quarrelling,
    and that poking old woman, who knows no more of whist than of
    algebraI wish my good aunt would be a little less busy! And to ask
    me in such a way too! without ceremony, before them all, so as to
    leave me no possibility of refusingThat is what I dislike most particularly
    It raises my spleen more than anything, to have the pretence
    of being asked, of being given a choice, and at the same time addressed
    in such a way as to oblige one to do the very thing, whatever
    it be! If I had not luckily thought of standing up with you I could not
    have got out of itIt is a great deal too badBut when my aunt has got
    a fancy in her head, nothing can stop her
    107
    Jane Austen
    CHAPTER XIII
    THE HONOURABLE JOHN YATES, this new friend, had not much to
    recommend him beyond habits of fashion and expense, and being
    the younger son of a lord with a tolerable independence; and Sir
    Thomas would probably have thought his introduction at Mansfield
    by no means desirableBertram’s acquaintance with him had
    begun at Weymouth, where they had spent ten days together in the
    same society, and the friendship, if friendship it might be called,
    had been proved and perfected by MrYates’s being invited to take
    Mansfield in his way, whenever he could, and by his promising to
    come; and he did come rather earlier than had been expected, in
    consequence of the sudden breaking-up of a large party assembled
    for gaiety at the house of another friend, which he had left Weymouth
    to joinHe came on the wings of disappointment, and with his
    head full of acting, for it had been a theatrical party; and the play in
    which he had borne a part was within two days of representation,
    when the sudden death of one of the nearest connexions of the
    family had destroyed the scheme and dispersed the performersTo
    be so near happiness, so near fame, so near the long paragraph in
    praise of the private theatricals at Ecclesford, the seat of the Right
    HonLord Ravenshaw, in Cornwall, which would of course have
    immortalised the whole party for at least a twelvemonth! and being
    so near, to lose it all, was an injury to be keenly felt, and MrYates
    could talk of nothing elseEcclesford and its theatre, with its arrangements
    and dresses, rehearsals and jokes, was his never-failing
    subject, and to boast of the past his only consolation
    Happily for him, a love of the theatre is so general, an itch for
    acting so strong among young people, that he could hardly out-talk
    the interest of his hearersFrom the first casting of the parts to the
    epilogue it was all bewitching, and there were few who did not wish
    108
    Mansfield Park
    to have been a party concerned, or would have hesitated to try their
    skillThe play had been Lovers’ Vows, and MrYates was to have
    been Count Cassel“A trifling part,” said he, “and not at all to my
    taste, and such a one as I certainly would not accept again; but I was
    determined to make no difficultiesLord Ravenshaw and the duke
    had appropriated the only two characters worth playing before I
    reached Ecclesford; and though Lord Ravenshaw offered to resign
    his to me, it was impossible to take it, you knowI was sorry for him
    that he should have so mistaken his powers, for he was no more
    equal to the Baron—a little man with a weak voice, always hoarse
    after the first ten minutesIt must have injured the piece materially;
    but I was resolved to make no difficultiesSir Henry thought the
    duke not equal to Frederick, but that was because Sir Henry wanted
    the part himself; whereas it was certainly in the best hands of the
    twoI was surprised to see Sir Henry such a stickLuckily the strength
    of the piece did not depend upon him
    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
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    The hornets were furious, and in a few seconds they raced down the line of men like a burning fuseCroft felt one of them flutter at his ear, and he struck at it with a grunt, but it had stung chloe paddington himThe pain was maddening; it numbed his ear like frostbite, and traveled through his body with an acute shockAnother stung him and another; he bellowed with pain and struck at them frenziedly
    For the platoon this was the final unbearable distressPerhaps five seconds they stood rooted, flailing dumbly at the hornets that attacked themEach sting lashed through a man's body, loosing gucci g watch new frantic energies of desperationThe men were in deliriumWyman began to bawl like a child, holding feebly to a rock, and swatting at the air in a tantrum
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    Monday, December 27th, 2010
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    off the water there's a boat over at the next wharf south that goes up
    the riverThere was a big civil war in America some ten years back
    You can see the ruins of big mansion houses burnt by the armies
    fighting over themYou'd have to hurry, though, she leaves in vintage gucci forty
    minutes Scarlett tried to eat a piece of toast, but it stuck in her
    throatThe gilded clock on the desk ticked the minutes awayIt
    sounded very loud to herAt the end of a half hour she jumped up
    "I'm going out, Bridie, but don't you dare stir a stepOpen the
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    here with the door locked no matter how hot it getsOrder anything
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    "Where are you going, Scarlett?"
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    megaphoneIt made her angrier by the minuteLook at all those
    fat-faced Yankees, she thought with hatred, they're just lapping this
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    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
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    despite the gunJeb could only shoot one of them at a time
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    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
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    "There's no one on the ship," Jack said"Not in
    this drawing, at leastWhat Nan Melda hoped for
    actually happenedThe business on the beach
    distracted the bitch just long enough for Libbit
    to take care of herTo drown her to sleep I
    tapped Nan Melda's left arm, where I had drawn two
    quick arcs and made one tiny crisscross to
    indicate a reflection of weak moonlight"And
    mostly because something told her to put on her
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    mother's silver braceletsSilver, like a certain
    candlestick"So maybe there
    is something on the bright side of the equation,
    looking out for us a little
    He nodded, then pointed to the sunIn another
    moment or two, it would touch the horizon, and the
    track of light beating across to us, now yellow,
    would deepen to pure gold"But dark is when the
    bad things come out to playWhere is the china
    Perse now? Any idea where it ended up after all
    this on the beach?"
    "I don't know exactly what happened after Eastlake
    killed Nan Melda, but I've got the general gist"She'd shot her bolt, at
    least for awhileHer father must've
    heard her screaming, and that's probably the only
    thing that could still bring him aroundHe must
    have remembered that, no matter how awful things
    were, he still had a live daughter at Heron's
    RoostHe might even have remembered that he had
    two more thirty or forty miles awayWhich left
    him with a mess to clean up
    Jack pointed silently at the horizon, where the
    sun was now touching
    1048
    "I know, Jack, but we're closer than you think I
    shuffled the last sheet of paper to the top of the
    pileIt was the barest of sketches, but there was
    no mistaking that knowing smileIt was Charley
    the Lawn JockeyI got to my feet and turned them
    away from the Gulf and the waiting ship, which was
    now silhouetted, black against
    Friday, December 24th, 2010
    2:42 am
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    “And I longed to do it—but there was such a dead silence! And
    while my cousins were sitting by without speaking a word, or seeming
    at all interested in the subject, I did not like—I thought it would
    appear as if I wanted to set myself off at their expense, by shewing a
    curiosity and pleasure in his information which he must wish his
    own daughters to feel
    “Miss Crawford was very right in what she said of you the other
    day: that you seemed almost as fearful of notice and praise as other
    women were of neglectWe were talking of you at the Parsonage,
    and those were her wordsShe has great discernmentI know nobody
    who distinguishes characters betterFor so young a woman it
    is remarkable! She certainly understands you better than you are
    understood by the greater part of those who have known you so
    long; and with regard to some others, I can perceive, from occasional
    lively hints, the unguarded expressions of the moment, that
    she could define many as accurately, did not delicacy forbid itI
    wonder what she thinks of my father! She must admire him as a
    fine-looking man, with most gentlemanlike, dignified, consistent
    manners; but perhaps, having seen him so seldom, his reserve may
    be a little repulsiveCould they be much together, I feel sure of their
    liking each otherHe would enjoy her liveliness and she has talents
    to value his powersI wish they met more frequently! I hope she
    does not suppose there is any dislike on his side
    “She must know herself too secure of the regard of all the rest of
    you,” said Fanny, with half a sigh, “to have any such apprehension
    And Sir Thomas’s wishing just at first to be only with his family, is
    so very natural, that she can argue nothing from thatAfter a little
    while, I dare say, we shall be meeting again in the same sort of way,
    173
    Jane Austen
    allowing for the difference of the time of year
    “This is the first October that she has passed in the country since her
    infancyI do not call Tunbridge or Cheltenham the country; and November
    is a still more serious month, and I can see that MrsGrant is
    very anxious for her not finding Mansfield dull as winter comes on
    Fanny could have said a great deal, but it was safer to say nothing,
    and leave untouched all Miss Crawford’s resources—her accomplishments,
    her spirits, her importance, her friends, lest it should betray
    her into any observations seemingly unhandsomeMiss Crawford’s
    kind opinion of herself deserved at least a grateful forbearance, and
    she began to talk of something else
    “To-morrow, I think, my uncle dines at Sotherton, and you and
    MrWe shall be quite a small party at homeI hope
    my uncle may continue to like Mr
    “That is impossible, FannyHe must like him less after to-morrow’s
    visit, for we shall be five hours in his companyI should dread the
    stupidity of the day, if there were not a much greater evil to follow—
    the impression it must leave on Sir ThomasHe cannot much
    longer deceive hims
    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
    2:42 am
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    “Oh, my God!” cried Gates, visibly shakensomething’s gone wrong,
    someone lied!” With those enigmatic words the attorney whipped around, and raced across the
    room, fumbling in his trousers pocketHe reached a section of the floor-to-ceiling bookshelves
    where the center of the chest-high shelf had been converted into a safe-like cupboard, a carved
    wooden door superimposed on the brown steelIn panic, as an afterthought stunned him further, he
    spun around and screamed at his wife“Get out of here! Get out, get out, get out!”
    Edith Gates walked slowly to the study door, where she turned to her husband and spoke quietly
    “It all goes back to Paris, doesn’t it, Randy? Seven years ago in ParisThat’s where something
    happened, isn’t it? You came back a frightened man, a man with a pain you won’t share
    “Get out of here!” shrieked the vaunted professor of law, his eyes wild
    Edith went out the door, closing it behind her but not releasing the knob, her hand twisted so the
    latch would not closeMoments later she opened it barely a few inches and watched her husband
    The shock was beyond anything she could imagineThe man she had lived with for thirty-three
    years, the legal giant who neither smoked nor drank a drop of alcohol, was plunging a hypodermic
    needle into his forearm
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    91
    10
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    calmed by a foraging co-conspirator, kept silent
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    an obstruction costing thousands of dollars? It was not designed to fence in livestock; it was,
    instead, built to keep out human life
    As with the sanctuary in China, there would be no electric alarms threaded through the links, for
    the animals and the birds of the forest would set them off repeatedlyNor would there be the
    unseen beams of trip lights for the same reason; instead, they would be on the flat ground nearer the
    house, and waist-high, if they existedBourne pulled the small wire cutters out of his rear pocket
    and started with the links at earth level
    With each scissoring cut, he again understood the obvious, the inevitable, confirmed by his
    heavy breathing and the sweat that had formed on his hairlineNo matter how hard he tried—not
    fanatically but at least assiduously—to keep himself in reasonably good shape, he was now fifty
    and his body knew i
    Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
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    Sunday, December 19th, 2010
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    Ian's fingers brushed across my cheekIt felt nice, and I leaned into his hand when he left it
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    “No more raids for you,” Ian murmured
    “Of course she'll go out again,” Jared said, his voice louder with surprise“Ian, she was
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    at all the possibilities–”
    “Possibilities?” Ian's hand slid down my neck to my shoulderHe pulled me closer to his side,
    away from Jared“At what cost to her? Youlet her almosthack her ownhand off?” His fingers
    flexed around the top of my arm with his inflections
    The anger didn't belong with the glow“No, Ian, it wasn't like that,” I said
    “Of course it was your idea,” Ian growled You have nolimits when it
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    “What other way was there, Ian?” Jared argued“Did you have a better plan? Do you think
    she'd be happier if she was unhurt but Jamie was gone?”
    I flinched at the hideous thought
    Ian's voice was less hostile when he answeredBut I don't understand how you could sit
    there and watch her do that to herself Ian shook his head in disgust, and Jared's shoulders
    hunched in response“What kind of a man –”
    “A practical one,” Jeb interruptedJeb stood over us, a bulky cardboard box in his arms
    “It's why Jared's the best at getting what we needBecause he can do what has to be doneOr
    watch what has to be doneEven when watching's harder than doing
    Saturday, December 18th, 2010
    2:42 am
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    Look at old Hearn off in the corner againI bet he busted up with Adelaide
    She's a keen girl, but she necks around an awful lot, I bet Lantry used to worry about it before he went off to Princeton
    Aw, brothers don't care, that's my theoryI've got a sister, and she doesn't fool around, but I wouldn't care if she did
    You're only saying that 'cause she doesn't, I mean if she did, oh, that liquor is going around in my headWho's drunk?
    Yippeeee! It is Hearn standing in the middle of the floor with his gucci messenger bag head tilted back, gasping at the spout of the bottleI'm a sonofabitch, what I say is all you men put your cards on the table
    Go ahead, dare me to jump out the window, watch me pull my oarSweating, his face red with sudden anger, he pushes one of them away, opens the window and teeters on the sill
    Yippeeeeeee! And he is gone, leapt out into the nightThere's a thud, a crash of some bushes, and they rush horrified to the windowHow are you, Hearn, are you all right, where are you, Hearn?
    Fieldmont, santos cartier Fieldmont über alles, Hearn roars back at them, lying on the ground in darkness, laughing, too drunk to have hurt himself
    What an odd egg Hearn is, they sayRemember last year when he got potted?

    The last summer before college is a succession of golden days, and shining beaches, the magic of electric lights on summer evenings, and the dance band at the summer bathing club, AN AIRLINE TICKET TO ROMANTIC PLACES, and the touch and smell of young girls, lipstick odor, powder odor, and the svelte lean scent of purse logo leather on the seats of convertiblesThe sky always has stars, always has moonlight gilding the black treesOn the highways the headlights lance a silver tunnel through the foliage overhead
    And he has a girl friend, a great catch, the young beauty at this summer colonyMiss Sally Tendecker of Lake Shore Drive, and the inescapable connotations to come of Christmas holidays, and fur coats, perfume, and college dances in the hue-titled rooms of the big hotels
    Bob, you drive faster than anybody I know, you're omega pocket watch going to kill yourself one of these daysHe's slow at speech with women yet, absorbed for the instant in negotiating the turnHis Buick swings out wide to the left, resists, struggles against going to the right, and then straightens from the turnThere had been panic for a second, and then relief, exultation as he goes streaming down the straightaway
    I declare you're a wild man, Bob Hearn
    What goes on in your head, Bob?
    He parks the car off the highway, turns to her with a sudden abrupt outpouring of diaper bag gucci speech
    Friday, December 17th, 2010
    2:41 am
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    "To hell with you," she said, "I asked you one"I should have known
    you wouldn't be able to think of anything else once money was
    mentionedAll right, I'll send some to HenryNow will you answer
    me?"
    "You swear?"
    "I swear
    "Tomorrow?"
    "Yes! Yes, dammit, tomorrowNow, once and for all, Gucci Indy Bag what's this story
    about a Yankee soldier?" Scarlett's sigh of relief seemed to last
    foreverThen she drew breath into her lungs and told him everything
    she knew about the intruder"You say Alicia Savage saw hisuniform?"
    "Yes," Scarlett answeredThen she added spitefully, "He doesn't care
    how zucca fendi bag old they areMaybe he's raping your mother right this minute
    Rhett's big hands clenched
    "I should strangle you, ScarlettThe world would be a better
    place
    e questioned her for almost an hour, until she was drained of
    everything she'd heard"Very well," he said then, "we'll leave
    tomorrow as chloe paddington soon as the tide turns He walked to a door and threw it
    open"Good," he said, "the sky is clearIt'll be an easy run
    Past his silhouette Scarlett could see the night skyThere was a
    three-quarter moonThen she saw the mist from
    the
    river that covered the ground outsideThe moonlight made it replica cartier white,
    and for a confused moment she wondered if it had snowedA billow of
    mist enveloped Rhett's feet and ankles, then dissipated into the room
    He closed the door and turnedWithout the moonlight, the room
    seemed
    very dark until a match flared, illuminating Rhett's chin and nose kelly bag hermes from
    below
    Saturday, December 11th, 2010
    2:54 am
    @@@@@Jacques Webb—” “Ah, yes, I recall now, at
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    “Ah, yes, I recall now, at least the StJacques,” broke in Bernardine“The celebrated Canadian
    economistThe newspapers were filled with her photographLa belle mademoiselle
    “It was exposure she could have done without
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    220
    “I’m certain it was
    “Did Alex say anything about Mo Panov?”
    “Your doctor friend?”
    “Yes
    “Goddamn it!”
    “If I may suggest, you must think of yourself now
    “Will you pick up the car?”
    “Should I?”
    “Frankly, I wouldn’t if I were youIt’s unlikely, but the invoice might be traced back to me
    There’s risk, however minor
    “That’s what I thoughtWhen can I call you?”
    “Give me four, perhaps five hours to get back here from the airportsAs our saint explained,
    your wife could be leaving from several different points of embarkationTo get all those passenger
    manifests will take time
    “Concentrate on the flights arriving early tomorrow morningShe can’t fake a passport, she
    wouldn’t know how to do it
    “According to Alex, one does not underestimate Marie Elise St
    He said she was formidable
    “She can come at you from the outer limits, I’ll tell you that
    “Qu’est-ce que c’est?”
    “She’s an original, let’s leave it there
    “And you?”
    “I’m taking the subwayI’ll call you after midnight
    Bourne left the booth knowing his next move as he limped down the Quai, the bandage around
    his knee forcing him to assume a damaged leg
    Friday, December 10th, 2010
    2:41 am
    @@@@@Especially since the weather had warmed
    @@@@@Especially since the weather had
    warmed up
    Elizabeth was in her wheelchair with the remains
    of a breakfast pastry scattered across her tray
    It looked to me as if he'd also managed to get
    some juice and half a cup of coffee into herShe
    was staring out at the Gulf with an expression of
    493
    stern disapproval, looking this morning more like
    Captain Bligh of HMS Bounty than a Mafia don's
    daughter
    "Buenos días, mi amigo," Wireman saidAnd to
    Elizabeth: "It's Edgar, Miss EastlakeWant to say hello?"
    "Piss shit head rat," she saidIn any
    case, she said it to the Gulf, which was still
    dark blue and mostly asleep
    "Still not so good, I take it," I saidShe's gone down before and come back up, but
    she's never gone down so far
    "I still haven't brought her any of my pictures to
    look at
    "No point right now He handed me a cup of black
    coffeeGet your bad self around this
    I passed him the envelope with the sample contract
    in itAs Wireman pulled it out, I turned to
    Elizabeth"Would you like some poems later
    today?" I asked herShe only looked out at the Gulf with that
    stony frown: Captain Bligh about to order someone
    strapped to the foremast and flogged raw
    494
    For no reason at all, I asked: "Was your father a
    skin diver, Elizabeth?"
    She turned her head slightly and cut her ancient
    eyes in my directionHer upper lip lifted in a
    dog's grinThere was a moment - it was brief, but
    seemed long - when I felt another person looking
    at meOr not a person at allAn entity that was
    wearing Elizabeth Eastlake's old, doughy body like
    a sockMy right hand clenched briefly, and once
    more I felt nonexistent, too-long fingernails bite
    into a nonexistent palmThen she looked back at
    the Gulf, simultaneously feeling across the tray
    until her fingers happened on a piece of the
    breakfast pastry, and I was calling myself an
    idiot who had to stop letting his nerves get the
    best of
    Tuesday, December 7th, 2010
    2:42 am
    @@@@@ Jamie was the one person who treated me
    @@@@@
    Jamie was the one person who treated me almost exactly the same as beforeHe did make
    allowances for my puny physique, but he never seemed surprised to see me enter a room or
    shocked when Wanderer's words came through these lips
    “You don't really want that cot, do you, Wanda? I'll bet we could all fit okay on the mattresses
    if we shoved them together Jamie grinned at me while he kicked one mattress into the other
    without waiting for agreement“You don't take up much space
    He took the cot from Ian and set it on its side, out of the wayThen Jamie stretched out on the
    very edge of the far mattress and turned his back to us
    “Oh, hey, Ian,” he added without turning“I talked to Brandt and Aaron, and I think I'm going
    to move in with them
    I stared at Jamie's unmoving form for a long momentIan was just as motionlessHe couldn't
    have been having a panic attack, too, thoughWas he thinking of some way to extricate himself
    from the situation?
    “Lights out,” Jeb bellowed from across the room“Everybody shut yer trap so I can get some
    shut-eye
    People laughed, but took him seriously as alwaysOne by one, the four lamps were dimmed
    until the room was black
    Ian's hand found mine; it was warmDid he notice how cold and sweaty my skin was?
    He sank to his knees on the mattress, tugging me gently alongI followed and lay down on the
    seam between the beds
    “Is this okay?” Ian whisperedThere were other hushed conversations going on around us,
    made indistinct by the rush of the sulfur spring
    “Yes, thank you,” I answered
    Jamie rolled over, shaking the mattress and knocking into me“Oops, sorry, Wanda,” he
    murmured, and then I heard him yawn
    Automatically, I shifted out of his
    Monday, December 6th, 2010
    2:46 am
    @@@@@ The brother-in-law fingers his chinYou
    @@@@@
    The brother-in-law fingers his chinYou know, Edward, I suppose it's one of the laws of government, but there are always many points of view in a departmentI'll tell you, I've been wondering if you couldn't be sent on a little joust to France, in your capacity as an officer of course
    What about, Minot?
    Oh, it's nebulousA few talks here and thereAn element in the department is attempting to change our Spain policyI don't think they're going to succeed but it would be disastrous if they should, be tantamount to handing Gibraltar to the RussiansWhat worries me is FranceSo long as they stay on the fence I don't think there's a chance of our trying anything by ourselves
    I'm to keep them on the fence?
    Nothing so big as thatI've got some assurances, some financial contracts which might put a little pressure in the proper placesThe thing to remember is that everyone in France can be bought, none of them has clean hands
    I wonder if I could get away
    We're sending a military mission to France and ItalyI can work it through the War DepartmentI'll have quite a briefing to give you, but that should give you no trouble
    I'm very interested, Cummings saysThe problems of manipulationHe trails off, not finishing the sentence
    The water slaps past, resolves itself again behind the stern, quietly, softly, like a cat grooming its furBeyond the catboat the sunlight is scattered over the bay, tinkling upon the water
    We might as well put back, the brother-in-law says
    The shore line is wooded, olive-green, a pristine cove
    I never get over this, he says to CummingsI still expect to see Indians in the forest
    Saturday, December 4th, 2010
    2:42 am
    @@@@@No need to burden herself with luggage,
    @@@@@No need to burden herself with luggage, she
    could go with only the clothes on her backThat's what she'd do
    She'd go to a tea or a whist party or something and just walk away in
    the middle, straight to the horsecar and on to the depotShe had
    plenty of money for a ticket to-where? As always when Scarlett was
    heartsore, she thought of TaraThere was peace there, and new
    strength
    If only Tara was hers, all hersShe saw again the daydreams she'd
    invented when she visited Julia Ashley's plantationHow could
    Carreen
    have thrown away her share the way she had? Scarlett's head
    snapped up
    like a woods animal scenting waterWhat good was a share in Tara to
    the convent in Charleston? They couldn't sell it, even if there was a
    buyer, because Will would never agree, nor would sheMaybe they
    got a
    third share of any profit from the cotton crop, but how much could that
    possibly be? At best thirty or forty dollars a yearWhy, they would
    jump at a chance to sell to herRhett wanted her to stay, did he?
    Fine! She'd stay, but only if he helped her get Carreen's third of
    TaraThen, with two-thirds in her hand, she'd offer to buy out Will
    and SuellenIf Will refused to sell, she'd throw them outA stab of
    conscience halted her thoughts, but Scarlett pushed it awayWhat did
    it matter how much Will loved Tara? She loved it moreIt was the only place she cared about, the only place where anyone
    had ever cared about herWill would understand; he'd see that Tara
    was her only hopeShe ran to the bell pull and yanked on itPansy
    came to the door, tried it, turned the key and opened it
    Butler I want to see him, here in my room," Scarlett said"And bring
    up a supper trayI'm hungry after all She changed into a dry
    nightdress and a warm velvet dressing gown, then brushed her hair
    smooth and tied it back with a velvet ribbonHer bleak eyes met
    themselves in the reflection of the looking gl
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