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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    11:59 am
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    “Who came in, Aleksei?”
    “That’s just it, I think I should know him but I don’t
    “Where is he seated? In a booth?”
    “No, a tableIn the corner beyond the bar
    Krupkin moved to the edge of his seat, took out his billfold and removed from its recess a small
    mirror the size and thickness of a credit cardCupping it in both hands, he cautiously angled the
    glass prada messenger in front of him“You must be addicted to the society pages of the Paris tabloids,” said the
    Russian, chuckling as he replaced the mirror and returned the billfold to his jacket pocket“He’s
    with the Italian embassy; that’s his wifePaolo and Davinia something-or-other, with pretensions to
    nobility, I believeStrictly corpo diplomatico on the protocol levelThey gucci tote dress up a party quite
    nicely and they’re obviously stinking rich
    “I don’t travel in those circles, but I’ve seen him somewhere before
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    318
    “Of course you haveHe looks like every middle-aged Italian screen star or any one of those
    vineyard owners who extol the virtues of the Chianti Classico on television diaper bag gucci commercials
    “Maybe you’re right Krupkin turned to Bourne“I shall write out the name of a bank and the number of an
    account in Geneva The Soviet reached into his pocket for a pen as he pulled a paper napkin in
    front of himHe was not able to use either, for a man in his early thirties, dressed in a tight-fitting
    suit, walked rapidly up to the table
    “What is it, Sergei?” asked new cartier Krupkin
    “Not you, sir,” replied the Soviet aide“Him,” he added, nodding at Bourne
    “What is it?” repeated Jason
    “You have been followedAt first we were not sure, for it is an old man with a urinary problem
    He rapidly left the car twice to relieve himself, but once settled he used the car telephone and
    squinted through the windscreen to read the name of the tiffany wholesale restau
    5:47 am
    @@@@@Speaking of mythical creatures, I saw a
    @@@@@Speaking of mythical creatures, I
    saw a couple of fellows in blackface that wouldn't
    have passed muster with the N-double-A-C-P
    260
    Elizabeth Eastlake looked at Wireman with an
    expression of sweet delight I would have enjoyed
    drawingalthough I'm not sure anyone would have
    taken it seriouslyI'm not sure we ever believe
    the simplest emotions in our art, although we see
    them all around us, every day"I woke up early and I've
    been having such a wonderful time with my chinas!"
    She had a deep southern-girl accent that turned
    chinas into CHA-nahs"Look, the family's at
    home!"
    At one end of the table was a model mansionThe
    kind with pillarsThink Tara in Gone With the
    Wind and you'll be fineOr fahn, if you talk like
    ElizabethAround it were ranged almost a dozen
    figures, standing in a circleThe pose was
    strangely ceremonial
    "So they are," Wireman agreed
    "And the schoolhouse! See how I've put the
    children outside the schoolhouse! Do come see!"
    "I will, but you know I don't like you to get up
    without me," he said
    "I didn't feel like calling on that old talkiewalkie
    I'm really feeling very well
    261
    Your new friend as wellOh, I know who you are
    She smiled and crooked a finger at me to come
    closer"Wireman tells me all about youYou're
    the new fellow at Salmon Point
    "He calls it Big Pink," Wireman saidIt was the cigarettey kind that
    dissolves into coughingWireman had to hurry
    forward and steady herMiss Eastlake didn't seem
    to mind either the coughing or the steadying"I
    like that!" she said when she was a
    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
    11:59 am
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    heart when I thought my heart was gone
    "I'd say you struck lucky
    "Maybe sí, maybe noTell you this, it's going to
    be hard to leave herWhat's she gonna do when a
    new person shows up? A new person won't know about
    how she likes to have her coffee at the end of the
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    throw that fucking cookie-tin in the goldfish
    460
    pondand she won't be able to explain, because
    she's headed into the fog for good now
    He turned to me, looking haggard and more than a
    little frantic
    "I'll write everything down, that's what I'll do -
    our whole routineAnd you'll
    see that the new caretaker keeps to itWon't you,
    Edgar? I omega moon watch mean, you like her, too, don't you? You
    wouldn't want to see her hurtAnd Jack! Maybe he
    could pitch in a littleI know it's wrong to ask,
    but-"
    A new thought struck himHe got to his feet and
    stared out at the waterThe
    skin was so tight on his cheekbones that it shone
    His hair hung over his ears in clumps, badly
    needing a wash
    "If I die - and I could, I could go out in a kelly hermes bag wink
    just like Senor Brown - you'll have to take over
    here until the estate can find a new live-inIt
    won't be much of a hardship, you can paint right
    out hereThe light's great, isn't it? The light's
    terrific!"
    He was starting to scare me"Wireman-"
    461
    He whirled around and now his eyes were blazing,
    the left one seemingly through a net of blood
    "Promise, Edgar! We need a gucci ladies watch plan! If we don't have
    one, they'll cart her away and put her in a home
    and she'll be dead in a month! In a week! I know
    it! So promise!"
    I thought he might be rightAnd I thought that if
    I wasn't able to take some of the pressure off his
    boiler, he was apt to have another seizure right
    in front of meThen I said, "You
    may end up living a lot longer than you messenger bag prada think,
    Wirema
    5:47 am
    @@@@@“Someonehas to protect her from
    @@@@@“Someonehas to protect her
    from herself
    “And I'll be there to protect the rest of us fromher, ” Kyle said with a chuckleThen he grunted
    and said, “Ow
    I was too tired to lift my head to see who had hit Kyle now
    “And I'll be there to bring you all back alive,” Jared murmured
    CHAPTER 47
    Employed
    This is too easyIt's not really even fun anymore,” Kyle complained
    “You wanted to come,” Ian reminded him
    He and Ian were in the windowless back of the van, sorting through the nonperishable
    groceries and toiletries I'd just collected from the storeIt was the middle of the day, and the sun
    was shining on WichitaIt was not as hot as the Arizona desert, but it was more humidThe air
    swarmed with tiny flying bugs
    Jared drove toward the highway out of town, carefully keeping below the speed limitThis
    continued to irritate him
    “Getting tired of shopping yet, Wanda?” Ian asked me
    “You always say thatIsn't thereanything you mind?”
    “I mind… being away from JamieAnd I mind being outside, a little bitDuring the day
    especiallyIt's like the opposite of claustrophobiaEverything is too openDoes that bother you,
    too?”
    “SometimesWe don't go out during the day much
    “At least she gets to stretch her legs,” Kyle muttered“I don't know why you want to hearher
    complai
    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
    12:06 pm
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    was not, nor was the other soul they'd dealt with, my SeekerSunny, however, seemed to
    embody the essence of my gentle, timid species; we were powerful only in great numbers
    “Sorry, Sunny,” Jeb said“Didn't mean to scare you, thereMaybe we ought to get out of here,
    though His eyes swept around the cave, where a women rolex few people lingered by the exits, gawking at
    usHe stared hard at Reid and Lucina, and they ducked down the corridor toward the kitchen
    “Probably ought to git along to Doc,” Jeb continued with a sigh, giving the frightened little
    woman a wistful glanceI guessed he was sad to be missing out on new storiesHe kept his santos cartier watch arm firmly around Sunny's tiny waist and pulled her with him
    toward the southern tunnel
    I followed right behind, towing the others who still adhered to me
    Jeb paused, and we all stopped with himHe jabbed the butt of his gun into Jamie's hip
    “Ain't you got school, kid?”
    “Aw, Uncle Jeb,please? Please? I don't want to wallet chanel miss –”
    “Get your behind to class
    Jamie turned his hurt eyes on me, but Jeb was absolutely rightThis was nothing I wanted
    Jamie to seeI shook my head at him
    “Could you get Trudy on your way?” I asked
    Jamie's shoulders slumped, and he pulled his hand out of mineJared's slid down from my wrist
    to take its place
    “I gucci bookbag misseverything, ” Jamie moaned as he turned back the other way
    “Thanks, Jeb,” I whispered when Jamie was out of hearing
    The long tunnel seemed blacker than before because I could feel the fear radiating from the
    woman ahead of me
    “It's okay,” Kyle murmured to her“There's nothing that's going to hurt you, and I'm seamaster omega he
    5:47 am
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    Boooooh, someone yells
    O'Neill or Eliot are the only ones
    Eliot doesn't belong in the same bed with O'Neill(Laughter)
    They argue for an hour and Hearn listens to the namesA few are familiar to him, Ibsen and Shaw and Galsworthy, but he has never heard of Strindberg, Hauptmann, Marlowe, Lope De Vega, Webster, PirandelloThe names go on, and he tells Prada Purse himself desperately that he must read

    He makes a start in the late spring of his first year, rediscovers the volume of Housman that nourished him in prep school, but to it he adds poets like Rilke and Blake and Stephen SpenderBy the time he goes home for the summer he has switched his major to English, and he deserts the beach many afternoons, the Sally Tendeckers and her replacements, spends the nights writing short stories
    They are poor enough, but there is a temporary focus of excitement, a qualified successWhen he returns to gucci ladies watches Harvard, he makes one of the literary magazines in the fall competitions, glares drunkenly into the spotlight at the initiation, and comes off without making too big a fool of himself
    The changes come slowly at first, then quicklyHe reads everything, spends a lot of time at Fogg, goes to the symphony on Friday afternoons, absorbs the pleasant connotative smell of old furniture and old prints and the malty odor of empty beer cans in the aged rooms of the magazineIn the spring he wanders through the burgeoning streets of Cambridge, strolls pasha cartier watch along the Charles, or stands talking outside his house entry while the evening comes, and there is all the magic of freedom
    Several times he goes out on drunks to Scollay Square with a friend or twoIt is a self-conscious business with old clothing, an undeviating tour of all the bars and dives
    Practice for finding the sawdust saloons on Third Avenue
    If there is puke on the floor, they are delighted; they are fraternity men dancing with movie starsBut the moods all changeAfter they become drunk, there is the pleasurable sadness of replica gucci late spring evenings, the cognition of all hope and longing arrayed against the casual ugly attrition of time
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    What do you expect, his friend says, they're the by-product of an acquisitive society, refuse, that's all, the fester in Spengler's world-city
    Jansen, you're a phony, what do you know about an acquisitive society, there's things I could tell you, it's different, you're a phony, that's all
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    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    12:07 pm
    @@@@@Any number of times he had halted, wincing
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    Croft hadn't shown too much discomfortThat Croft was a boy, all rightIf he wasn't careful Croft would keep effective command of the platoonThe trouble was that Croft knew more, and it was silly to disagree with him; until now the march had demanded a woodsman
    Hearn sat up and stared about himThe men were still sprawled on the rock, resting quietA few of them were talking or scaling pebbles into the water, and Valsen was carefully stripping the leaves from a tree which overhung the rockHearn looked at his watchFive minutes had gone by since the break had begun, and another ten minutes would not hurtHe might as well give them a decent breakHe stretched and rinsed his mouth out with some water from his canteen, chatted for a minute or two with Minetta and Goldstein

    Once he had regained his wind, Brown began to talk to Martinez
    Brown was depressed; the jungle ulcers on his feet had begun to itch and smart, and he knew they would become more painful as the patrol continuedIdly, quite hopelessly, he was thinking how pleasant it would be if he could lie in the sun with his feet bare, allowing the heat to dry his sores
    "This is gonna be a rough sonofabitch," he sighed"Five days out, long time
    Brown lowered his voice"What the hell do you think of this new looey?"
    "Okay He felt cautious about answeringThe men knew he buddied with Croft, and he felt they would guess his hostility to HearnWith Croft everything had been oka
    5:54 am
    @@@@@"No, my dear, you may not ride with meI
    @@@@@"No, my dear, you may not
    ride
    with meI want you to stay just as you are on that couch with the
    compresses on your eyesThey're still swollen from sunburn 'Do
    you
    want me to come, dear?" MrsButler rolled up her tatting to put it
    away
    "It is going to be a long wait, I'm afraid
    "I don't mind waiting at all, MamaI've got some plans to work out in
    my head about spring planting at the plantation Scarlett settled
    back against the cushions, wishing that Rhett's sister wasn't coming
    homeShe had no clear idea of what Rosemary would be like, and
    she'd
    rather not find outShe knew, from bits of gossip that she'd heard,
    that Rosemary's birth had caused a lot of hidden smilesShe was a
    "change" baby, born when Eleanor Butler was over forty years old
    She was also an old maid, one of the domestic casualties of the War
    too
    young to marry before it began, too plain and too poor to attract the
    attention of the few men available when it was over
    Rhett's return to Charleston and his fabulous wealth had set tongues
    waggingRosemary would have a substantial dowry nowBut she
    seemed
    to be always away, visiting a cousin or a friend in another townWas
    she looking for a husband there? Weren't Charleston men good
    enough
    for her? Everyone had been waiting for the announcement of an
    engagement for more than a year, but there was not even a hint of an
    attachment, much less a betrothal"Rich pickings for speculation" was
    the way Emma Anson described the situation
    Scarlett speculated on her ownShe'd be delighted to have Rosemary
    marry, no matter what it cost RhettShe didn't care to have her in the
    houseNo matter if Rosemary was as plain as a mud fence, she was
    still younger than Scarlett and Rhett's sister to bootShe'd get too
    much of his attentionShe tensed when she heard the outside door
    open,
    a few minutes before suppertimeRhett
    entered
    the library, and smiled at his mother
    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    11:59 am
    @@@@@As if he, too, were back in the early days
    @@@@@As if he, too, were back in the early
    days when they were friends"I'm not trying to outwit anybody,
    Rhett,
    just make an honest deal, that's all"You? Make an
    honest deal? You disappoint me, ScarlettAre you losing your
    touch?"
    "Honestly! I don't know why you have to talk so uglyYou know very
    well I wouldn't take advantage of the Church Scarlett's prim outrage
    made Rhett laugh even more"I don't know anything of the kind," he
    said"Tell me the truth, is this why you've been trotting off to Mass
    every Sunday rattling your beads? Have you been planning this all
    along?"
    "No I haven'tI can't imagine why it took me so long to think of
    it
    Scarlett covered her mouth with her handHow did Rhett do it? He
    always could surprise her into telling more than she meant toShe
    lowered her hand and scowled at him"Well? Are you going to help
    me
    or not?"
    "I'm willing to help, but I don't see how I canWhat if the Mother
    Superior turns you down? Will you still stay through the Season?"
    "I said I would, didn't I? Besides, there's no reason for her to turn
    me downI'm going to offer much more than Will can possibly send
    her
    You can use your influence
    You know everybody in the world, you can always get things done"What touching faith you have in me, ScarlettI know
    every rascal and crooked politician and dishonest businessman within
    a
    thousand miles, but I have no influence at all with the good people in
    this worldThe best I can do for you is give you a little advice
    Don't try to pull the wool over the lady's eyes
    Tell her the truth if you can, and agree to anything she asks
    "What a ninny you are, Rhett Butler! Nobody pays asking price except
    a
    foolThe convent doesn't really need money anyhowThey've got
    that
    big house and all the sisters work for no wages and there are gold
    candlesticks and a big gold cross on the altar in the chapel
    5:46 am
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    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    290
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    “It is?” Holland frowned“I don’t remember mentioning it
    “Then you don’t get nuthin’!”
    “You’re wrong, Nicky,” broke in Alex from across the small room“We’re going to get
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    “Huh?”
    “You’ll come out a vegetable with a refried brainOf course, I suppose it’s a blessing in a way
    You’ll hardly know it when you’re packed into that shell casing in Hatteras
    “Hey, waddaya talkin’?”
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    “I gotta think—”
    “Let’s go, Alex,” said Holland curtly, walking away from the bed toward the door“I’ll send for
    a priestThis poor son of a bitch is going to need all the comfort he can get
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    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
    11:59 am
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    then threw himself down beside Conklin
    “What happened?” cried Jason, breathless, his voice strained, the sweat dripping down his face
    and stinging his eyes
    “The Jackal happened
    “How did he do it?”
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    thought the trap had worked; everything pointed to MoscowHe sucked us into his own trapOh,
    Christ, did he suck us in! I should have known better, I should have seen through it! It was too
    cleanOh, God, I’m sorry!”
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    Suddenly a flashlight, its powerful beam blinding, was thrown through a shattered window
    Instantly, Bourne raised the MAC-10 and blew the shiny metal tube away, extinguishing the light
    The damage, however, had been done; their bodies had been seen
    “Over here!” screamed Alex, grabbing Jason and diving behind the counter as a black and white bags murderous
    barrage came from the blurred silhouette in the windowIt stopped; there was the crack of a bolt
    “He has to reload!” whispered Bourne, with the break in the fire“Stay here!” Jason stood up
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    "But if you need it-"
    "For the time being I'm good to goThat's why I'm the one reading her poems
    every afternoon
    "A little literary culture won't hurt you, you
    fucking cannibal
    "I know it won't, and you know that's not what I'm
    talking about I thought - and not for the first
    time - that Wireman was one of the very few men I
    ever met in my adult life who could consistently
    tell me no without making me angryHe was a
    genius of noSometimes I thought it was him;
    343
    sometimes I thought the accident had changed
    something in me; sometimes I thought it was both
    "I can read, you know," Wireman saidMedicine bottle labels,
    phone numbers, things like thatAnd I will get
    looked at, so relax that Type-A compulsion of
    yours to set the whole world straightChrist, you
    must have driven your wife crazy He glanced at
    me sideways and said, "OopsDid Wireman step on a
    corn there?"
    "Ready to talk about that little round scar on the
    side of your head yet? Muchacho?"
    He grinned
    "Kurt Cobain," I said"Really? I would have said '95, but
    rock music has largely left me behindWireman got
    old, sad but trueAs for the seizure thing
    sorry, Edgar, I just don't believe itI could see it in his eyesBut
    before I could say anything else, he climbed down
    from the sawhorse and pointed north"Look! White
    van! I think the Forces of Cable TV have arrived!"
    ii
    344
    I believed Wireman when he said he had no idea
    what Elizabeth Eastlake had been talking about on
    the answering machine tape after I played it for
    himHe continued to think that her concern for my
    daughter had something to do with her own longdeceased
    sistersHe professed to be completely
    puzzled about why she didn't want me to stockpile
    my pictures on the islandAbout that, he said, he
    didn't have a clue
    Joe and Rita Mean Dog moved in; the relentless
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    Monday, December 27th, 2010
    11:59 am
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    I got Option One; Pam answered on the first ring
    All I could hope was this conversation would go
    better than the last oneThan the last couple, in
    fact
    559
    "Pam, it's Edgar
    "Hello, Edgar," she said cautiously"How are
    you?"
    "I'mI've been talking with my
    friend WiremanHe showed me the invitation the
    two of you worked up The two of you worked up
    That sounded unfriendlyBut
    what other way was there to put it?
    "Yes?" Her voice was impossible to read
    I drew in a breath and jumpedGod hates a coward,
    Wireman says"I called to say
    thanksI was being a horse's assYour jumping in
    like that was what I needed
    The silence was long enough for me to wonder if
    maybe she'd quietly hung up at some pointThen
    she said, "I'm still here, Eddie - I'm just
    picking myself up off the floorI can't remember
    the last time you apologized to me
    Had I apologized? Well"Then I'm sorry about that, too," I said
    "I owe you an apology myself," she said, "so I
    guess this one's a wash
    "You? What do you have to apologize for?"
    560
    "Tom Riley calledHe's back on
    his medsHe's going to, I quote, 'see someone'
    again - by which I assume he means a shrink - and
    he called to thank me for saving his life
    5:46 am
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    The next thing I knew, Jared was shaking me awakeThe light in the little cavern was dim and
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    stared ahead at the purse logo rocks and said nothing
    It had been dark for a while by the time we traded vehicles and got to the freewayJared waited
    a few careful minutes with the inconspicuous sedan's lights offI counted ten cars passing by
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    Time was speeding up, as if the Earth were spinning faster
    We settled into the steady-moving traffic, flowing with it along the highway that circled the
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    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
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    At my table was a banker, a business owner and a computer programmerWhat greatly disturbed me was how little these people knew about either accounting or investing, subjects so important in their livesI wondered how they managed their own financial affairs in real lifeI could understand why my 19-year-old daughter would not understand, but these were grown adults, at least twice her age
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    Thank goodness they're having fun and are distracted by the desire to win the game, I said to myselfAfter Robert ended the contest, he allowed us fifteen minutes to discuss and critique CASHFLOW among ourselves
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    The computer programmer was also unimpressed by the game: "I can buy software to teach me this
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    5:46 am
    @@@@@After he has been let off, he hefts his
    @@@@@After he has been let off, he hefts his gallon of corn to his shoulder and trudges down a trail through the stunted pinesAt a farm cabin he stops and kicks the door open
    Woodrow -- ya got here, huh?
    Yeah, figgered Ah'd see ya awhileOl' Slim oughts know better than to be away for a week, job or no job
    Thought he was a friend of yours
    Sure, but his wife's prettier Commere, honey, let's have a drinkHe strips his shirt, and holds her on his lapIt is intensely hot in the cabin and he strains against herAh'm gonna tell ya somethin', they was a little old whore Ah had back a while ago that Ah took twelve times in a night, and the way Ah'm fixin' now, what with the honey in mah insides, Ah'm gonna beat that with you
    Better not drink too much, Woodrow, it'll keep ya down
    Nothin' keeps me down, Ah'm a man likes his lovin'He tilts the jug to his mouth, and bridles his neck pleasurably as a trickle of liquid slips over his ear to be lost in the golden hairs on his chest

    Woodrow, Ah think you're pretty goddam mean, they ain't nothin' so low as a man'll lie to his wife, and spend all their money while she's in the hospital with his baby(Alice's voice is whining
    Ah ain't gonna say nothin', Alice, but let's cut out this talk, Ah'm a good husband to ya mos' of the time, an' they ain't no call for ya to talk to me like that, Ah jus' wanted a little fun and Ah took it and ya better quit messin' with me
    Woodrow, Ah'm a good wife to ya, Ah been faithful as a woman can be since the day we was married, an' you got a child now an' you gotta settle down, how do ya think Ah felt when Ah found out you wrote out another check in mah name, an' jus' took out all the money we had
    Ah figgered you'd be glad to see me havin' a decent time, but all a woman wants is for ya to stay right close by her
    An' then you had to pick up a disease from that no-good bitch
    Now, you quit messin' with me, Ah got some pyridin or whatever the hell it is, and it's fixin' me up jus' right, Ah've fix mahself up with it plenty of times
    A man can die from that
    You jus' talk nonsense(He feels a tremolo of fear, which he represses quickly On'y kind of man that ever gets sick is the kind that jus' sticks in a cornerYou have your funnin' an' it keeps ya all r
    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
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    5:55 am
    @@@@@Oh, why did Rhett have to be so mean,
    @@@@@Oh, why did Rhett have to be so mean, telling her that
    his precious old plantation flowers were the only jewels she could
    wear?
    It was bad enough that her ball gown was so dowdyBut with nothing
    to
    dress up the plainness except a bunch of flowers-she might as well
    wear
    a flour sack with a hole cut for her headShe'd counted on her pearls
    and her diamond earbobs"You don't have to brush a hole in my
    scalp,"
    she grumbled at Pansy Pansy continued to brush the long
    dark mass of hair with vigorous strokes, eradicating the curls that had
    taken so long to arrangeScarlett looked at her reflection with
    growing satisfactionYes, that was much betterHer neck was really
    too pretty to coverIt was much better to wear her hair up
    And her earbobs would show up betterShe was going to wear them,
    no
    matter what Rhett had told herShe had to be dazzling, she had to
    win
    the admiration of every man at the ball, and the hearts of at least a
    fewThat would make Rhett sit up and take noticeShe fastened the
    diamonds into her earlobesThere! She tilted her head from side to
    side, pleased with the effect"Do you like this, Miss Scarlett?"
    Pansy gestured toward her handiworkDo it fuller above the
    ears Thank goodness Rosemary had turned down her offer to lend
    Pansy
    this eveningThough why Rosemary hadn't jumped at the chance was
    a
    mystery; she needed all the help she could get
    She'd probably bundle her hair into the same lumpy old-maid bun she
    always woreEntering the ballroom with Rhett's
    sister would only call attention to how much prettier she was
    "That's fine, Pansy," she said, good humor restoredHer hair shone
    like a raven's wingThe white flowers would actually be very
    becoming"Hand me some hair
    Friday, December 24th, 2010
    11:59 am
    @@@@@Look!" Two dolphins had broken water
    @@@@@Look!" Two dolphins had broken water aheadTheir graceful
    leaps made Scarlett clap her handsShe pushed the sweater sleeves
    up
    her arms and clapped again, this time successfullyTwo yards to her
    right the first dolphin surfaced, cleared his blow hole with a spurt of
    spume, then lazily rocked back down into the water"Oh, Rhett, I
    never saw anything so darlingIt was smiling at us!" Rhett was
    smiling, too"I always think they're smiling, and I always smile
    backI love dolphins, always have The dolphins treated Rhett and
    Scarlett to what could only be called a gameThey swam alongside,
    under, across the bow, sometimes singly, sometimes in twos or
    threes
    Diving and surfacing, blowing, rolling, leaping, looking from eyes that
    seemed human, seemed to be laughing above the engaging smile-like
    mouth
    at the clumsy, boat-bound man and woman
    "There!" Rhett pointed when one burst from the surface in a leap, and
    "There!" Scarlett yelled when another leapt in the opposite
    direction
    "There!" and "There!" and "There!" whenever the dolphins broke
    waterIt was a surprise each time, always in a spot that was
    different from the places where Scarlett and Rhett were looking
    "They're dancing," Scarlett insisted"Frolicking," Rhett suggested
    "Showing olf," they agreedThe show was enchanting
    Because of it Rhett was carelessHe didn't see the dark patch of
    cloud that was spreading across the horizon behind themHis first
    warning was when the steady fresh wind suddenly droppedThe taut
    billowing sails went limp, and the dolphins nosed abruptly down into
    the water and disappearedHe looked then-too late-over his shoulder
    and saw the squall racing over the water and the sky"Get down into
    the belly of the boat, Scarlett," he said quietly, "and hold onWe're
    about to have a storm
    5:46 am
    @@@@@ “Oui?” said the metallic voice on the
    @@@@@
    “Oui?” said the metallic voice on the primitive intercom
    “I am a messenger from the American embassy,” answered the visitor in religious garb, his
    French partially ungrammatical as was all too frequent with Americans“I can’t leave my vehicle,
    but we have an urgent message for you
    “I’ll be right down,” said the French Algerian driver recruited by Charles Casset in Washington
    Three minutes later the man emerged from the building and walked out on the short narrow
    pavement“What are you dressed like that for?” he asked the messenger who stood by the large
    automobile, covering the insignia on the rear door
    “I’m the Catholic chaplain, my sonOur military chargé d’affaires would like a word with you
    “I’ll do many things for you people,” laughed the driver as he bent down to look inside the
    limousine, “but being drafted into your army isn’t one of themYes, sir, what can I do for you?”
    “Where did you take our people?” asked the shadowed figure in the backseat, his features in
    darkness
    “What people?” said the Algerian, sudden concern in his voice
    “The two you picked up at the airport several hours agoThe cripple and his friend
    “If you’re from the embassy and they want you to know, they’ll call and tell you, won’t they?”
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    317
    “You’ll tell me!” A third, powerfully built man in a chauffeur’s uniform appeared from behind
    the trunk of the carHe walked rapidly forward, raising his arm and crashing a thick ugly blackjack
    down on the Algerian’s skullHe shoved his victim inside; the old man in the guise of a chaplain
    climbed in behind him, pulling the door shut as the chauffeur ran around the hood to the front seat
    The limousine raced away down the street
    An hour later on the deserted rue Houdon, a block from Place Pigalle, the Algerian’s bruised and
    bleeding corpse was disgorged from the large automobileInside, the figure in shadows addressed
    his aged, personally ordained priest
    “Get your car and remain outside the cripple’s hotelStay awake, for you’ll be relieved in the
    morning and can rest all dayReport any movements and go where he goes
    “Never, monseigneur
    Dimitri Krupkin was not a tall man but he appeared taller than he was, nor was he particularly
    heavy yet he seemed to possess a much fuller figure than he carriedHe had a pleasant if somewhat
    fleshy face and a generous head held erect; his full eyebrows and well-groomed pepper-and-salt
    hair and chin beard combined attractively with alert blue eyes and a seemingly perpetual smile,
    defining a man who enjoyed his life and his work, an intellect behind bot
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