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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    2:14 pm
    @@@@@That Billy was her only child was testimony
    @@@@@That Billy was her
    only child was testimony to the death of the romance
    Danny Kelly missed the world of fine horses in grand stables and the
    dashing striped waistcoat, top hat, and tall leather boots that were a
    groom's dress liveryhe blamed harriet for his fall from grace,
    consoled himself with whiskeyHis family hated her because she was
    English, and ProtestantDanny was arrested when he attacked an
    English officer in a barHis family gave him up for dead when he was
    sentenced to a hundred stripes of the whipThey were already
    holding
    the wake when harriet took Billy's hand and a loaf of bread and set out
    to walk the twenty miles to Trim, the site of the insulted officer's
    regimental barracksShe pled for her husband's lifeShe was
    granted
    his body for burial"I'll take my son to England, MrsO'hara, if you
    will lend me the fareMy parents are dead, but I have cousins who
    might give us a homeI'll repay you from my wagesI'll find some
    kind of work
    "What nonsense," said Scarlett"haven't you noticed that I have a
    little girl running wild as a woods colt? Cat needs a governess
    Besides, she's already attached herself to Billy like a shadowShe
    needs a friend even moreYou'd be doing me a mighty big favor if
    you'd stay, Mrs It was true, as far as it wentWhat
    Scarlett didn't say was that she had no confidence at all in harriet's
    ability to get herself on the right boat to England, much less earn a
    living once she got thereShe's got plenty of spine but no smarts,
    was Scarlett's summing-upThe only things she knows are things she
    learned out of booksScarlett's opinion of bookish people had never
    been very highDespite her scorn for harriet's lack of practical
    sense, Scarlett was pleased to have her in the hou
    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
    2:14 pm
    @@@@@Perhaps I was in someone's living spaceI ran
    @@@@@Perhaps I was in someone's living spaceI ran through the
    memory of my recent journey in my head, wondering how I could have gotten so turned about
    Meanwhile, I listened for some reaction to my crashing fall, holding absolutely still in the
    darkness
    There was nothing–no reaction, no soundIt was only dark and stuffy and humid, as it always
    was, and so silent that I knew I must be alone
    Carefully, trying to make as little noise as possible, I took stock of my surroundings
    My hands were stuck in somethingI pulled them free, tracing the contours of what felt like a
    cardboard box–a cardboard box with a sheet of thin, crackly plastic on top that my hands had
    fallen throughI felt around inside the box and found a layer of more crackly plastic–small
    rectangles that made a lot of noise when I handled themI retreated quickly, afraid of drawing
    attention to myself
    I remembered that I'd thought I'd found the top of the holeI searched to my left and found
    more stacks of cardboard squares on that sideI tried to find the top of the stack and had to
    stand in order to do so–it was as high as my headI searched until I found the wall, and then the
    hole, exactly where I'd thought it wasI tried to climb in to ascertain if it really was the same
    place–one second on that bowed floor and I would know it for certain–but I could not get any
    farther than the openingIt, too, was crammed full of boxes
    Stymied, I explored with my hands, moving back out into the hallI found I could go no deeper
    down the passageway; it was entirely filled with the mysterious cardboard squares
    As I hunted along the floor, trying to understand, I found something different from the crowd of
    boxesIt was rough fabric, like burlap, a sack full of something heavy that shifted with a quiet
    hissing sound when I nudged itI kneaded the sack with my hands, less alarmed by the low hiss
    than by the plastic crackle–it seemed unlikely that this sound would alert anyone to my
    presence
    Suddenly, it all came clearIt was the smell that did itAs I played with the sand-like material
    inside the bag, I got an unexpected whiff of a familiar scentIt took me back to my bare kitchen
    in San Diego, to the low cupboard on the left side of the sink
    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
    2:22 pm
    @@@@@ COOK: Go beat your meat BROWN: General
    @@@@@
    COOK: Go beat your meat
    BROWN: General Cummings, you're the best damn guy in the outfit
    COOK: You looking for more meat? You won't get it
    BROWN: You're the worst guy in the outfit
    COOK: (turning to the serving line) Sergeant Brown is now passing in review
    BROWN: As you were, men
    WILSON: Ah swear, don't you ration destroyers know another way to fug up this stew?
    COOK: "When it's smokin', it's cookin'; when it's burnin', it's done
    WILSON: (chuckling) Ah figgered you all had a system
    COOK: Take a bite on this
    WILSON: You got to wait your turn, boyThey's five men in recon is ahead of ya
    COOK: For you, I'll waitWho're you to block traffic?
    (The soldiers file by



    4

    BY THE end of the first month of the campaign, the front-line troops had advanced to the base of the peninsulaBeyond it the island extended on either side, and about five miles from the junction of the peninsula with the mainland, the mountains of the Watamai Range ran along parallel to the seaThe Toyaku Line was drawn up to the left of the peninsula on a fairly straight line running from the cliffs of the mountain range to the oceanAs the General expressed it to his staff, he had "to make a left turn off the avenue of the peninsula into a narrow street which has figuratively a factory wall on its right, a ditch on its left [the sea], and Toyaku in front of us
    He conducted the pivoting operation with brillianceThere were many problems involvedHe had to move his front line, stabilized at last, through a ninety-degree arc to the left, and it meant that, while the flank companies on the left who could anchor themselves by the sea would have to move only a half mile or so, the companies on the right would be obliged to wheel through a six-mile arc of jungle, and would be exposed through every hour of their march
    He had two alternativesThe safer plan was to have the battalion on his right flank drive straight inland until it reached the mountainsA temporary line could then be drawn up on a diagonal, and slowly he could have the right wing turn and drive along parallel to the mountains until his lines faced ToyakuBut that would take several days, possibly a week, and there might be a great deal of resistanceThe other project, far more dangerous, was to move his right flank in a direct thrust to the mountain cliffs which abutted the Toyaku
    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    2:22 pm
    @@@@@Under any circumstances it would have
    @@@@@Under any circumstances it would have been
    an unwelcome alliance; but to have it so clandestinely formed, and
    such a period chosen for its completion, placed Julia’s feelings in a
    most unfavourable light, and severely aggravated the folly of her
    choiceHe called it a bad thing, done in the worst manner, and at
    the worst time; and though Julia was yet as more pardonable than
    Maria as folly than vice, he could not but regard the step she had
    taken as opening the worst probabilities of a conclusion hereafter
    like her sister’sSuch was his opinion of the set into which she had
    thrown herself
    Fanny felt for him most acutelyHe could have no comfort but in
    EdmundEvery other child must be racking his heartHis displeasure
    against herself she trusted, reasoning differently from Mrs
    Norris, would now be done awayShe should be justified
    Crawford would have fully acquitted her conduct in refusing him;
    but this, though most material to herself, would be poor consola396
    Mansfield Park
    tion to Sir ThomasHer uncle’s displeasure was terrible to her; but
    what could her justification or her gratitude and attachment do for
    him? His stay must be on Edmund alone
    She was mistaken, however, in supposing that Edmund gave his
    father no present painIt was of a much less poignant nature than
    what the others excited; but Sir Thomas was considering his happiness
    as very deeply involved in the offence of his sister and friend;
    cut off by it, as he must be, from the woman whom he had been
    pursuing with undoubted attachment and strong probability of success;
    and who, in everything but this despicable brother, would have
    been so eligible a connexionHe was aware of what Edmund must
    be suffering on his own behalf, in addition to all the rest, when they
    were in town: he had seen or conjectured his feelings; and, having
    reason to think that one interview with Miss Crawford had taken
    place, from which Edmund derived only increased distress, had been
    as anxious on that account as on others to get him out of town, and
    had engaged him in taking Fanny home to her aunt, with a view to
    his relief and benefit, no less than theirsFanny was not in the secret
    of her uncle’s feelings, Sir Thomas not in the secret of Miss Crawford’s
    characterHad he been privy to her conversation with his son, he
    would not have wished her to belong to him, though her twenty
    thousand pounds had been forty
    That Edmund must be for ever divided from Miss Crawford did
    not admit of a doubt with Fanny; and yet, till she knew that he felt
    the same, her own conviction was insufficientShe thought he did,
    but she wanted to be assured of itIf he would now speak to her
    with the unreserve which had sometimes been too much for her before,
    it would be most consoling; but that she found was not to be
    She seldom saw him: never aloneHe probably avoided being alone
    with herWhat was to be inferred? That his judgment submitted to
    all his own peculiar and bitter share of this family affliction, but that
    it was too keenly felt to be a subject of the slightest communication
    This must be his stateHe yielded, but it was with agonies which did
    not admit of speechLong, long would it be ere Miss Crawford’s
    name passed his lips again, or she could hope for a renewal of such
    confidential intercourse as had b
    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    2:14 pm
    @@@@@ He was within three miles of the island, a
    @@@@@
    He was within three miles of the island, a shrubbed volcanic intrusion on the water his
    landmarkTranquility Isle was in kilometers much nearer Plymouth than to Blackburne Airport,
    and if one knew the shoals, not much longer to reach in a drug boat than in a seaplane, which had to
    bank east out of Blackburne to catch the prevailing west winds in order to land on the seaJohnny
    was not sure why these calculations kept interfering with his concentration except that somehow
    they made him feel better, that he was doing the best he could— Damn it! Why was it always the
    best he could do rather than simply the best? He couldn’t louse up anymore, not now, not tonight!
    Christ, he owed everything to Mare and David! Maybe even more to the crazy bastard who was his
    brother-in-law than to his own sisterDavid, wild-nuts David, a man he sometimes wondered if
    Marie ever knew existed!
    “You back off little Bro, I’ll take care of this
    “You can’t, David, I did itI killed them!”
    “I said ‘Back off ”
    ‘I asked for your help, not for you to be me!”
    “But you see I am youI would have done the same thing and that makes me you in my eyes
    “That’s crazy!”
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    125
    “It’s part of itSomeday I may teach you how to kill cleanly, in the dark In the meantime, listen
    to the lawyers
    “Suppose they lose?”
    “I’ll get you out
    “How?”
    “I’ll kill again
    “I can’t believe you! A teacher, a scholar—I don’t believe you, I don’t want to believe you—
    you’re my sister’s husband
    “Then don’t believe me, JohnnyAnd forget everything I’ve said, and never tell your sister I said
    it
    “It’s that other person inside of you, isn’t it?”
    “You’re very dear to Marie
    “That’s no answer! Here, now, you’re Bourne, aren’t you? Jason Bourne!”
    “We’ll never, ever, discuss this conversation, JohnnyDo you understand me?”
    No, he had never understood, thought StJacques, as the swirling winds and the cracks of
    lightning seemed to envelop the boatEven when Marie and David appealed to his rapidly
    disintegrating ego by suggesting he could build a new life for himself in the islandsSeed money,
    they had said; build us a house and then see where you want to go from thereWithin limits, we’ll
    back youWhy would they do that? Why did they?
    It was not “they,” it was heJacques understood the other morning when he picked up the phone by the pool and
    was told by an island pilot that someone had been asking questions at the airport about a woman
    and two children
    Someday I may teach you how to kill cleanly, in the dark
    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
    2:14 pm
    @@@@@ "Watch out or you'll make me jealousYou
    @@@@@
    "Watch out or you'll make me jealousYou act like you're falling in
    love with my daughter Fenton raised hiseyebrows"Love is for
    shopkeepers and penny romancesI'm interested in her he stood
    and
    bowed, lifted Scarlett's hand from her lap and brushed it with a light
    kiss"I leave for London in the morning, so I'll take leave of you
    now Scarlett stood up, close to him"I'll miss our races," she
    said, meaning every word"Will you be back soon?"
    "I'll call on you and Cat when I return Well! thought Scarlett
    after he was gonehe didn't even try to kiss me goodbyeShe didn't
    know whether it was a compliment or an insulthe must regret the
    way
    he acted when he kissed me before, she decidedI guess he lost
    control of himselfAnd he sure is scared of the word "love She
    concluded that Luke showed all the symptoms ( a man who was falling
    in
    love against hiswillHe'd be a wonderful father
    for CaScarlett touched her bruised lips carefully, with the tip of a
    fingerAnd he was a very exciting manLuke was very much on
    Scarlett's mind during the following weeksShe was restless, and on
    bright mornings she raced alone over the routes they'd followed
    togetherWhen she and Cat decorated the tree, she remembered the
    pleasure of dressing up for dinner the night he first came to
    BallyharaAnd when she pulled the wishbone of the Christmas goose
    with Cat, she wished that he would return from London soon
    Sometimes
    she closed her eyes and tried to remember the way it felt to have
    his arms around her, but every attempt made her tearfully angry,
    because
    Rhett's face and Rhett's embrace and Rhett's laughter always filled her
    memory inste
    Monday, December 27th, 2010
    2:18 pm
    @@@@@ “Ah, Gladdie, it's been hard without
    @@@@@
    “Ah, Gladdie, it's been hard without youIt's a nice place here; you'll like it, even when I'm
    gonePlenty of people to talk to–I know how you need to have your conversation” The
    volume of his voice sank until I couldn't make out the words anymore, but his lips still shaped
    the words he wanted to share with his wifeHis mouth kept moving, even when his eyes closed
    and his head lolled to the side
    Ian found a wet cloth and began wiping Walter's shining face
    “I'm not good at… at deception,” I whispered, watching Walter's mumbling lips to make sure
    he wasn't listening to me“I don't want to upset him
    “You don't have to say anything,” Ian reassured me“He's not lucid enough to care
    “Do I look like her?”
    “Not a bit–I've seen her picture
    “Here, let me do that
    Ian gave me the rag, and I cleaned the sweat off Walter's neckBusy hands always made me
    feel more comfortableWalter continued to mumbleI thought I heard him say, “Thanks,
    Gladdie, that's nice
    I didn't notice that Doc's snores had stoppedHis familiar voice was suddenly there behind me,
    too gentle to startle
    “How is he?”
    “Delusional,” Ian whispered“Is that the brandy or the pain?”
    “More the pain, I would thinkI'd trade my right arm for some morphine
    “Maybe Jared will produce another miracle,” Ian suggested
    I wiped absently at Walter's pallid face, listening more intently now, but they didn't speak of
    Jared again
    Not here,Melanie whispered
    Looking for help for Walter,I agr
    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
    2:22 pm
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    miu miu bag,Cartier watch tank,earrings chanel,cartier watch santos,louis vuitton tote@@@@@He fumbled for a grenade and placed it at his feet
    Then he heard a sound which pierced his fleshSomeone called from across the river, "Yank, Yank!" Croft sat numbThe voice was thin and high-pitched, hideous in a whisper"That's a Jap," Croft told himselfHe was incapable of miu miu bag moving for that instant
    "Yank!" It was calling to himWe you coming-to-get, Yank
    The night lay like a heavy stifling mat over the riverCroft tried to breathe
    "We you coming-to-get, Yank
    Croft felt as if a hand had suddenly clapped against his back, traveled up his spine over Cartier watch tank his skull to clutch at the hair on his forehead"Coming to get you, Yank," he heard himself whisperHe had the agonizing frustration of a man in a nightmare who wants to scream and cannot utter a sound"We you coming-to-get, Yank
    He shivered terribly for a moment, and his hands earrings chanel seemed congealed on the machine gunHe could not bear the intense pressure in his head
    "We you coming-to-get, Yank," the voice screamed
    "COME AND GET ME YOU SONSOFBITCHES," Croft roaredHe shouted with every fiber of his body as though he plunged at an oaken door
    There was no cartier watch santos sound at all for perhaps ten seconds, nothing but the moonlight on the river and the taut rapt buzzing of the cricketsThen the voice spoke again"Oh, we come, Yank, we come
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    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
    2:22 pm
    @@@@@ Knows she's dying, tooThese times are
    @@@@@
    Knows she's dying, tooThese times are betterNow you come on
    with
    meEverybody's waiting for youDelilah listens out for Mammy from
    the kitchen Scarlett allowed Will to help her to her feet
    She was numb all over, even her heartShe followed him silently to
    the living roomSuellen started immediately to berate her, taking up
    her complaints where she had left off, but Will hushed her
    "Scarlett's suffered a deep blow, Sue, leave her alone He poured
    whiskey into a glass and placed it in Scarlett's handIt burned the familiar path through her body, dulling her
    painShe held out her empty glass to Will, and he poured some more
    whiskey into it"Hello, darlings," she said to her children, "come
    give Mother a hug Scarlett heard her own voice; it sounded as if it
    belonged to someone else, but at least it was saying the right thing
    She spent all the time she could in Mammy's room, at Mammy's side
    She
    had fastened all her hopes on the comfort of Mammy's arms around
    her,
    but now it was her strong young arms that held the dying old black
    womanScarlett lifted the wasted form to bathe Mammy, to change
    Mammy's linen, to help her when breathing was too hard, to coax a
    few
    spoonfuls of broth between her lipsShe sang the lullabies Mammy
    had
    so often sung to her, and when Mammy talked in delirium to Scarlett's
    dead mother, Scarlett answered with the words she thought her
    mother
    might have saidSometimes Mammy's rheumy eyes recognized her,
    and the
    old woman's cracked lips smiled at the sight of her favoriteThen her
    quavering voice would scold Scarlett, as she had scolded her since
    Scarlett was a baby"Your hair looks purely a mess, Miss Scarlett,
    now you go brush a hundred strokes like Mammy taught you Or,
    "You
    ain't got no call to be wearing a frock all crumpled up like thatGo
    put on something fresh before folks see you Or, "You looks pale as a
    ghost, Miss Scarl
    Friday, December 24th, 2010
    2:14 pm
    @@@@@ Bourne sat on the corner of the desk, the
    @@@@@
    Bourne sat on the corner of the desk, the two old men on a couch in front of him, his brother-inlaw
    standing by a window fronting the beach in the unoccupied villa
    “Why would I—why would we—lie to you, monsieur?” asked the hero of France
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    141
    “Because it all sounds like a classic French farceSimilar but different names; one door opening
    as another closes, look-alikes disappearing and entering on cue
    “Perhaps you are a student of Molière or Racine ?”
    “I’m a student of uncanny coincidence, especially where the Jackal is concerned
    “I don’t think there’s the slightest similarity in our appearances,” offered the judge from Boston
    “Except, perhaps, our agesJason quickly reached down and picked it up“Yes?”
    “Everything checks out in Boston,” said Conklin“His name’s Prefontaine, Brendan
    PrefontaineHe was a federal judge of the first circuit caught in a government scam and convicted
    of felonious misconduct on the bench—read that as being very large in the bribery businessHe
    was sentenced to twenty-one years and did ten, which was enough to blow him away in every
    departmentHe’s what they call a functioning alcoholic, something of a character in Bean Town’s
    shadier districts, but harmless—actually kind of liked in a warped sort of wayHe’s also considered
    very bright when he’s clearheaded, and I’m told a lot of crumbs wouldn’t have gone court-free and
    others would be doing longer jail terms if he hadn’t given shrewd advice to their attorneys of
    recordYou might say he’s a behind-the-scenes storefront lawyer, the ‘stores’ in his case being
    saloons, pool halls and probably warehousesSince I’ve been where he’s at in the booze terrain,
    he sounds straight arrow to meHe’s handling it better than I ever did
    “If I could have managed better in that twilight zone, I might not haveThere’s something to be
    said for the grape on many occasions
    “What about his client?”
    “Awesome, and our once and former judge was an adjunct professor at Harvard Law, where
    Gates was a student in two of his classesNo question about it, Prefontaine knows the manThere’s no reason for him to lieHe was simply after a score
    “You’re following up on the client?”
    “With all the quiet ammunition I can pull out of my personal woodw
    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
    2:14 pm
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    "Are you serious, Eddie?"
    "I amYou do a comprehensive accounting so we
    have a bottom-line figure to work withWe divide
    38
    the swag into four sharesShe takes three -
    seventy-five per cent - for her and the girlshey,
    Minnesota's a no-fault state, after lunch we can
    go out to Borders and buy Divorce for Dummies"Is there wallet vuitton such a book?"
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    eat your shirts
    "I think the saying's 'eat my shorts'"
    "Isn't that what I said?"
    "Never mindEddie, that kind of deal is going to
    trash the estate
    "Ask me if I give a shitOr a shirt, for that
    matterI still care about the company, and the
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    who know what they're rolex oyster perpetual day-date doingAs for the estate,
    all I'm proposing is that we dispense with the ego
    that usually allows the lawyers to swallow the
    creamThere's plenty for all of us, if we're
    reasonable
    He finished his beer, never taking his eyes off me
    "Sometimes I wonder if you're the same man I used
    to work for," he said
    "That man died in his pickup," I said
    39
    vii
    Pam took the deal, and I chloe white think she might have
    taken me again instead of the deal if I'd offered
    - it was a look that came and went on her face
    like sunshine through clouds when we had our lunch
    to discuss the details - but I didn't offerI had
    Florida on my mind, that refuge of the newly wed
    and the nearly deadAnd I think in her heart of
    hearts, even Pam knew it was for the best - knew
    that the man chanel watch j12 who had been pulled out of his ruined
    Dodge Ram with his steel hardhat crushed around
    his ears like a crumpled pet-food can wasn't the
    same guy who'd gotten inThe life with Pam and
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    Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
    2:24 pm
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    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
    comes to these twoBut Jared shouldn't have let you –”
    “What other way was there, Ian?” Jared argued“Did you have a better plan? Do you women rolex watches 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 cartier pasha watch 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
    “Now, I know it's closer to tiffany's jewelry breakfast than supper, but I figured some of you haven't eaten in a
    while,” Jeb went on, changing the subject without subtlety“Hungry, kid?”
    “Uh… I'm not sure,” Jamie admitted“I feel real hollow, but it doesn't feel…bad”
    “That's the No Pain,” I said
    “And drink,” Doc said
    Jeb let the unwieldy tiffany price box fall onto the mattress“Thought we might have a bit of a celebration
    “Wow, yum!” Jamie said, pawing through the box of dehydrated meals of the sort that hikers
    used
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    Sunday, December 19th, 2010
    2:19 pm
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    He motioned to Martinez and held up one finger to indicate he wanted the first squadAfter a minute or two, the men formed about himHearn could feel some louis vuitton multicolor tension in his throat, and when he spoke his voice was hoarse, a whisper"We're going to move into that grove, and the second squad will cover usI don't have to tell you to keep your eyes open He fingered his throat, feeling as though he had forgotten something"Keep at least five yards apart Some of the men nodded in chanel sale agreement
    Hearn stood up, climbed over the ledge, and began to walk across the open field toward the foliage that covered the entrance to the passBehind him and to his left and right, he could hear the footsteps of the squadAutomatically he held his rifle at his side, both hands gripping the stockThe field was a hundred yards long, and chanel ceramic watch perhaps thirty yards wide, bordered by the cliffs on one side and the valley of tall grass on the otherIt sloped downward slightly over a run of scattered small rocksThe sun beat on it fiercely, refracting brightly from the stones and the barrels of their riflesThe silence was intense again, laving itself in layers of Chanel Purse somnolenc
    Saturday, December 18th, 2010
    2:19 pm
    @@@@@Now she had taken her life back into her
    @@@@@Now she had
    taken
    her life back into her own hands, and she felt vibrant with strength
    Not man nor beast could bother her nowRhett loved her, and she
    was
    queen of the worldShe coolly removed her hat and her fur cape and
    dropped them on a marble-topped console in the hall
    Then she began to take off her apple green kid glovesShe could feel
    her aunts staringThey'd done plenty of that alreadyBut Scarlett
    was very pleased to be wearing her green and brown plaid travelling
    costume instead of the drab outfits she'd worn in CharlestonShe
    fluffed up the dark green taffeta bow that made her eyes sparkle so
    When her gloves had joined hat and cape, she pointed to them
    "Pansy,
    take these things upstairs and put them away in the prettiest bedroom
    you can findStop-cringing in the corner like that, nobody's going to
    bite you Scarlett, you can't ;,The aunts were
    wringing their hands"If Grandfather's too mean to come out and
    meet
    us, we'll just have to shift for ourselvesGod's nightgown, Aunt
    Eulalie! You grew up here, you and Aunt Pauline, can't you just make
    yourselves at home?" Scarlett's words and manner were bold enough,
    but
    when a basso voice bellowed "Jerome!" from the rear of the house,
    she
    felt her palms grow dampHer grandfather, she suddenly
    remembered,
    had eyes that cut right through you and made you wish you were
    anywhere
    except under hisgazeThe imposing black manservant who had
    admitted
    her now gestured Scarlett and her aunts toward the open door at the
    end
    of the hallScarlett let Eulalie and Pauline go firstThe bedroom
    was a tremendous high-ceilinged space that had formerly been a
    spacious
    parlorIt was crowded with furniture, all the sofas and chairs and
    tables that had been in the parlor, plus a massive four-posted bed with
    gilt eagles crouching on top of the postsIn one corner of the room
    was a flag of France and a headless tailor's dummy wearing the
    gold-epauletted medal-hung uniform that Pierre Robillard had worn
    when
    he was a young man and an officer in Napoleon's armyThe old man
    Pierre Robillard was in the bed, sitting erect against a mass of huge
    pillows, glaring at his visitorsWhy, he's shrunk up to almost
    nothingHe was such a big old man, but he's practically lost in that
    big bed, nothing but skin and bo
    Friday, December 17th, 2010
    2:16 pm
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    “You,” he said to the doctor, “I’ve spoken to your associates outsideYou are finished here, they
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    The responses were simultaneous; even Bourne snapped himself away from the wall
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    “I explain good enoughWe question the nine men women he locked in weapons storageHe
    kill two guards who do not stop him, okay? He take automobile keys from four men but uses no
    automobiles, okay?”
    “I saw him head for the cars!”
    “Which? Three other people at Kubinka shot dead, automobile papers takenWhich?”
    “For Christ’s sake, check with your vehicle bureau, or whatever you call it!”
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    “What the hell is he talking about?” shouted Jason
    “Automobile ownership is regulated by the state,” explained Krupkin weakly from the table
    “Each major center has its own registration and is frequently reluctant to cooperate with another
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    “Why?”
    “Individual ownership under different family names—even nonfamily names
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    Saturday, December 11th, 2010
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    Tuesday, December 7th, 2010
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    Monday, December 6th, 2010
    2:37 pm
    @@@@@It's Tara all over again, thought Scarlett,
    @@@@@It's Tara all over again, thought Scarlett, and the decision was
    easy
    Daniel's son Seamus had worked hard on the farm for thirty years
    while
    Patrick's son Sean lived with Old Katie Scarlett and did nothing
    Scarlett gave the farm to SeamusLike Pa should have given Tara to
    meShe was The O 'Hara, so there was no argument
    Scarlett felt elated, confident that she had given more justice to
    Seamus than anyone had ever given herThe next day a far-fromyoung
    woman left a basket of eggs on the doorstep of the Big House
    Fitz found out that she was Seamus' sweetheart
    She'd been waiting for almost twenty years for him to ask her to
    marry
    himAn hour after Scarlett's decision, he had"That's very sweet,"
    Scarlett said, "but I hope they don't get married real soonI'll
    never get to America at the rate I'm going She now had a cabin
    booked on a ship sailing April 26, a year exactly after the date she
    was originally supposed to have ended her "vacation" in IrelandThe
    ship wasn't the luxurious Brian BoaIt wasn't even a proper
    passenger
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    after May Day, she'd somehow never leave at allBesides, Colum
    knew
    the ship and its captainIt was a cargo ship, true, but it was
    carrying only bales of best Irish linen, nothing messyAnd the
    captain's wife always travelled with him, so Scarlett would have female
    companionship and a chaperoneBest of all, the ship had no
    paddlewheel, no steam engineShe'd be under sail all the wayhe
    weather was beautiful for more than a week
    The roads were dry, the hedgerows were full of flowers, Cat's feverish
    sleeplessness one night turned out to be only a new tooth coming in
    On the day before she was to leave Scarlett ran, half-dancing, to
    Ballyhara town to pick up the last of Cat's frocks from the
    dressmaker
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    Saturday, December 4th, 2010
    2:14 pm
    @@@@@“Will it help if I give you a ride?” “A
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    I think of the six hours it took me to walk here, and my forehead furrows
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    He is still holding my handHe lets go slowly, his eyes not leaving mineHe takes a step
    backward, then pauses
    “Please don't kick me,” he pleads, leaning forward and grabbing my chinHe kisses me again,
    and this time I feel itHis lips are softer than his hands, and hot, even in the warm desert night
    A flock of butterflies riots in my stomach and steals my breathMy hands reach for him
    instinctivelyI touch the warm skin of his cheek, the rough hair on his neckMy fingers skim
    over a line of puckered skin, a raised ridge right beneath the hairline
    I woke up covered in sweatEven before I was all the way awake, my fingers were on the back
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