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| Monday, January 3rd, 2011 | | 2:42 am |
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and that @@@@@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 | | 2:42 am |
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“And I longed to do it—but there was such @@@@@ “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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very @@@@@She simply got off the line— very abruptly “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 Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 91 10 Darkness had descended on Manassas, the countryside alive with nocturnal undercurrents, as Bourne crept through the woods bordering the “farm” of General Norman SwayneStartled birds fluttered out of their black recesses; crows awoke in the trees and cawed their alarms, then, as if calmed by a foraging co-conspirator, kept silent He reached it, wondering, if indeed it would be thereA fence—high, with thick crisscrossing links embedded in green plastic, a coiled-barbed-wire addition above slanting outwardThe Jing Shan SanctuaryThere had been things to conceal within that Oriental wildlife preserve, so it was protected by an all but impassable government barrierBut why would a desk-bound general on military pay erect such a barricade around a “farm” in Manassas, Virginia, 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 | | 2:40 am |
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“Ah, yes, I recall now, at @@@@@Jacques Webb—” “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 |
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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 |
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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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