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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    2:59 am
    @@@@@ “Then we don’t really know who may have
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    “Then we don’t really know who may have come in on those planes, do we? Maybe slipping
    into the water over the pontoons as they taxied through the reefs—perhaps before the sandbar
    “For God’s sake, David, I’ve known those charter jocks for yearsThey wouldn’t let anything
    like that happenNo way!”
    “You mean it’s kind of unbelievable
    “Like the Jackal’s contact in Montserrat
    The owner of Tranquility Inn stared at his brother-in-law“What kind of world do you live in?”
    “One I’m sorry you ever became a part ofBut you are now and you’ll play by its rules, my
    rules A fleck, a flash, an infinitesimal streak of deep red light from the darkness outside!
    Infrared! Arms extended, Bourne lunged at StJacques, propelling him off his feet, away from the
    balcony doors“Get out of there!” Jason roared in midair as both crashed to the floor, three
    successive snaps crackling the space above them as bullets thumped with finality into the walls of
    the villa
    “What the hell—”
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    162
    “He’s out there and he wants me to know it!” said Bourne, shoving his brother-in-law into the
    lower molding, crawling beside him, and reaching into the pocket of his guayabera“He knows
    who you are, so you’re the first corpse, the one he realizes will drive me to the edge because you’re
    Marie’s brother—you’re family and that’s what he’s holding over my headMy family!”
    “Jesus Christ! What do we do?”
    “I do!” replied Jason, pulling the second flare out of his pocket“I send him a messageThe
    message that tells him why I’m alive and why I will be when he’s deadStay where you are!”
    Bourne pulled his lighter out of his right pocket and ignited the flareScrambling, he raced across
    the balcony doors hurling the hissing, blinding missile out into the darknessTwo snaps followed,
    the bullets ricocheting off the tiled ceiling and shattering the mirror of a dressing table“He’s got a
    MAC-ten with a silencer,” said Medusa’s Delta, rolling into the wall, grabbing his inflamed neck as
    he did so“I have to get out of here!”
    “David, you’re hurt!”
    “That’s nice Jason Bourne got to his feet and raced to the door; slamming it back, he rushed
    into the villa’s living room, only to face a frowning Canadian physician
    “I heard some noise in there,” said the doctor“Is everything all right?”
    “I have to leave
    “Now, see here! There’s blood on your bandage, the sutures—”
    “Get your ass on the floor!”
    “You’re not twenty-one,
    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
    2:59 am
    @@@@@She made no effort to wipe her face"It's
    @@@@@She made no effort to
    wipe her face"It's different and you know itI
    couldn't break you in two if I got into a rage
    "I'd have a hell of a job breaking you in two with
    only one amp," I said, doing crunches faster
    "You stuck me with a knife As if that were the
    pointIt wasn't, and we both knew it
    "A plastic rudder knife is what it was, I was half
    out of my mind, and it'll be your last words on
    your fucking beth-dead, 'Eddie staffed me with a
    plastic fife, goodbye cruel world'"
    "You choked me," she said in a voice I could
    barely hear
    I stopped doing crunches and gaped at herThe
    clock-shop started up in my head; bang-a-gong, get
    it on"What are you saying, I choked you? I never
    choked you!"
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    "I know you don't remember, but you didAnd
    you're not the sameSave the New Age bullshit for the" I knew the word and I
    could see the man it stood for, but it wouldn't
    come"For that bald fuck you see in his office
    "My therapist," she said, and of course that made
    me angrier: she had the word and I didn'tBecause
    her brain hadn't been shaken like Jell-O
    "You want a divorce, you can have a divorceThrow
    it all away, why not? Only go do the alligator
    somewhere else
    She went up the stairs and closed the door without
    looking backAnd it wasn't until she was gone
    that I realized I'd meant to say crocodile tears
    Go cry your crocodile tears somewhere elseClose enough for rock and rollThat's
    what Wireman s
    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
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    His mouth turned down
    “It's just the body,” I repeated
    “That's not true at all,” he disagreed“It's not the face, but the expressions on itIt's not the
    voice, but what you sayIt's not how you look in that body, but the watch omega things you do with it
    He moved forward as he spoke, kneeling beside the bed where I lay and taking my hand again
    in both of his
    “I've never known anyone like you“Ian, what if I'd come here in Magnolia's body?”
    He grimaced and oyster rolex then laughedThat's a good question
    “Or Wes's?”
    “But you're female–you yourself are
    “And I always request whatever a planet's equivalent isBut I could be
    put into a man and I would function just fine
    “But you're not in a black and white bags man's body
    “See? That's my pointTwo different things, in my case
    “I wouldn't want it without you
    “You wouldn't wantme withoutit”
    He touched my cheek again and left his hand there, his thumb under my jaw“But this body seamaster omega is
    part of you, tooIt's part of who you areAnd, unless you change your mind and turn us all in,
    it's who you will always be
    Ah, the finality of itYes, I would die in this body
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    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    2:59 am
    @@@@@ Wyman turned to Goldstein"The preacher's
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    Wyman turned to Goldstein"The preacher's gettin' all excited over a bug He laughed sarcastically, and then said, "Killin' one of Gawd's creatures, huh?"
    Goldstein shrugged"Every man has his own viewpoint," he said gently
    Ridges lowered his head stubbornly"Not sayin' 'tain't hard to make fun of a man if he believes in the written Word
    "You eat meat, don't ya?" Wyman demandedHe was pleased to have the better arguments, for usually he felt inferior to most of the men in the squad"Where the hell's it say you can eat meat but you can't kill a bug?"
    "Meat ain't the same
    Wyman poured a little dirt over the caterpillar and watched it struggle to free itself"I don't see you caring if you kill a Jap or two," he said
    "They're heathen," Ridges said
    "Excuse me," Goldstein said, "but I don't think you're quite rightI was reading an article a few months ago which said there were over a hundred thousand Christians in Japan
    Ridges shook his head"Well, Ah wouldn' want to be killing one of them," he said
    "But you'll have to," Wyman said"Whyn't you admit you're wrong?"
    "The Lord'll keep me from shooting a Christian," Ridges said stubbornly
    "That's what Ah believe," Ridges saidActually, he was quite upsetThe writhing of the insect had recalled to him the way the bodies of the Japanese had looked the morning after they had tried to cross the riverThey had seemed the same as the animals who had died on his father's farmHe had told himself that it was because they were heathen, but now after Goldstein's statement he was confusedOne hundred thousand was a vast number to him; he assumed that was at least half the people in Japan, and now he was thinking that some of the dead men he had seen in the river must have been ChristiansHe brooded over it for a moment or two, and then understo
    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    2:59 am
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    days, but she had known enough loneliness in the two nights to strike
    fear deep into her heartShe could have told Melanie about Rhett
    leaving; Melanie was the only person she could ever confide in about
    such a disgraceful thingMelly would have told her what she needed
    to
    hear, too"Of course ll be back, she would have said, "he
    loves you so Those were earring chanel her very words, right before she died"Be
    kind to Captain Butler, he loves you so Just the thought of
    Melanie's words made Scarlett feel betterIf Melly said that Rhett
    loved her, then he did, it wasn't only her own wishful thinking
    Scarlett shook off her gloominess, straightened her spineShe didn't
    have to be lonely at allAnd it didn't matter if Atlanta's Old Guard
    never spoke to her again everShe had plenty black gucci watch of friendsWhy, the
    party list was already two pages long, and she was only up to letter L
    in her bookThe friends Scarlett was planning to entertain were the
    most flamboyant and most successful of the horde of scavengers that
    had
    descended on Georgia in the days of the Reconstruction government
    Many of the original group had left when the government was ousted
    in
    1871, but a large number stayed, to enjoy black chanel bag their big houses and the
    tremendous fortunes they had made picking the bones of the dead
    Confederacy
    They had no temptation to go "home Their origins were better
    forgottenRhett had always despised themHe dubbed them "the
    dregs"
    and left the house when Scarlett gave her lavish parties
    Scarlett thought he was silly, and told him so"Rich people are ever
    so much more fun than poor peopleTheir clothes and tiffany 925 carriages and
    jewels are better, and they give you better things to eat and drink
    when you go to their houses But nothing at the houses of any of her
    friends was nearly as elegant as the refreshments at Scarlett's
    partiesThis one, she was determined, would be the best reception of
    allShe started a second list headed "Things to Remember" with a
    note
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    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
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    later I’ll know moreWill you be home or at the Deuxième Bureau?”
    “Until I hear from you I will stay in my flat and near my very unique telephoneUnder the
    circumstances I prefer that you do not call me at the office
    “That’s an astonishing statement
    “I don’t know everyone gucci hobo horsebit these days at the Deuxième, and at my age, caution is not merely the
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    generate rumors of senilitySpeak to you later, mon ami
    Jason replaced the phone, tempted to pick it up again and reach the Pont-Royal, but this was
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    and would refuse to do so with guests they did not knowHe dressed quickly, went down to pay his
    bill, and walked out onto the rue Gay-LussacThere was a taxi stand at the corner; eight minutes
    later he walked into the lobby of the Pont-Royal and up to the concierge“Je m’appelle Monsieur
    Simon,” he said to the man, giving his room number“I ran into a friend last night,” he continued messenger bag prada in
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    me, perhaps asking for me Bourne removed several large franc notes, his eyes telling the man he
    would pay generously for confidentiality“Or even describing someone like me,” he added softly
    “Merci bien, monsieurI will check further with the night concierge, but I’m
    sure he would have left a note for my personal gucci men's watch attention if someone had come here seeking you
    “Why are you so sure?”
    “Because he did leave such a note for me to speak with youI’ve been calling your room since
    seven o’clock this morning when I came on duty
    “What did the note say?” asked Jason, his breathing on hold
    “It’s what I’m to say to you‘Reach his friend across the AtlanticThe man has been phoning all
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    Tried to talk Lin into it, but she'd rather stay
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    My silence, my mourning, was stolen from me
    It took them a few hoursI heard them looking, heard their gucci for women voices echo and warp in the long
    tubes of airThey were calling for me, expecting an answerWhen they received no answer,
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    "Lord, you'd think she'd burn herself to death," Dove exclaimedThat was her specialtyCaldwell almost bust a gut laughingHe liked his good time, Caldwell
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    "Well, we really shouldn't be talking fake cartier like this on Sunday," Conn agreed, "but what the hell, we're all men He lit a cigarette, and speared the match in the sandThe crack of Dalleson's carbine sounded again, and a few shouts came from the water where some officers were having a water fight in the shallow surf"I've made a study of parties," Conn said, "and there's just two ingredients to have a good one, enough to drink and some willing slitsReady, willing, and able
    Hearn squinted along the sandYou could reduce it probably to four kinds of partiesThere were the discount fendi ones that made the newspaper society columns with the senators and the important representatives, the industrialists, the high brass, the foreign dignitaries, even his father had gone to one of them once, and been miserable no doubtBut then they all were miserable thereIt was the highest flowering of an industrial capitalist culture, and a good time was segregate from the social forms, the power swappings, the highly elaborated weather talkEveryone hated everyone else as a matter of course, for if they came to do business they cheap rolex found they could not, and if they came as snobs bearing gifts they were contemptuous of the men who had the power and lacked the conventional aptitudes
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    Friday, December 24th, 2010
    2:59 am
    @@@@@She'd learned what she wanted to know
    @@@@@She'd learned what
    she wanted to know almost as soon as she stepped across the
    threshold
    Rhett was living at his mother's house, but he was out of town"Gone
    North," Pauline said, with a sour expression"But for good reason,
    Sister," Eulalie reminded her"He's in Philadelphia buying back some
    of the family silver that the Yankees stole"It's
    a joy to see how devoted he is to his mother's happiness, finding all
    the things that she lost This time Eulalie was the critic"He
    could have shown some of that devotion a lot sooner, if you ask me
    Scarlett didn't askShe was busy with her own thoughts, which were
    concentrated on wondering how soon she could go up to bedNo
    sleeplessness would plague her tonight, she was sure of itNow that she'd taken her life in her own hands and was on
    her way to getting what she wanted, she could sleep like a babyShe
    woke in the morning with a sense of wellbeing that she hadn't felt for
    yearsShe was welcome at her aunts', not shunned and lonely like in
    Atlanta, and she didn't even have to think yet about what she'd say to
    Rhett when she saw him
    She could relax and be spoiled a little while she waited for him to get
    back from PhiladelphiaHer aunt Eulalie punctured Scarlett's bubble
    before she'd finished her first cup of breakfast coffee"I know how
    anxious you must be to see Carreen, honey, but she only has visitors
    on
    Tuesdays and Saturdays, so we've planned something else for today
    Carreen! Scarlett's lips tightenedShe didn't want to see her at
    all, the traitorGiving her share of Tara away as if it meant nothing
    at all But what was she going to say to the aunts? They'd never
    understand that a sister wouldn't be just dying to see another
    sister
    Why, they even live together, they're so closeI'll have to pretend I
    want to see Carreen more than anything in the world and get a
    headache
    when it's time to go
    Suddenly she realized what Pauline was saying, and her head did
    begin
    to throb painfully at the templesso we sent our maid Susie
    with a note to Eleanor Butle
    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
    3:00 am
    @@@@@Panov,” said Peter Holland, director of the
    @@@@@Panov,” said Peter Holland, director of the Central
    Intelligence Agency, his quiet monotone as hard and as smooth as polished granite“Furthermore, I
    should elaborate on, the extremes to which I’m perfectly willing to go because I’m from the old
    school, paisanI don’t give a shit for rules that favor garbageYou play cipher with me, I’ll deepsix
    you still breathing a hundred miles off Hatteras in a torpedo casingAm I clear?”
    The capo subordinato, thick plaster casts around his left arm and right leg, lay on the bed in
    Langley’s deserted infirmary room, deserted since the DCI ordered the medical staff to get out of
    hearing range for their own goodThe mafioso’s naturally puffed face was additionally enlarged by
    swellings around both eyes as well as his generous lips, the result of his head having smashed into
    the dashboard when Mo Panov sent the car into a Maryland oakHe looked up at Holland, his
    heavy-lidded gaze traveling over to Alexander Conklin seated in a chair, the ever-present cane
    gripped in anxious hands
    “You got no right, MrBig Shot,” said the capo gruffly“ ’Cause I got rights, you know what I
    mean?”
    “So did the doctor, and you violated them—Jesus, did you violate them!”
    “I don’t gotta talk without my lawyer
    “Where the hell was Panov’s lawyer?” shouted Alex, thumping his cane on the floor
    “That’s not the way the system works,” protested the patient, attempting to raise his eyebrows in
    indignation“Besides, I was good to the docHe took advantage of my goodness, s’help me God!”
    “You’re a cartoon,” said Holland“You’re a hot sketch but you’re not remotely amusingThere
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    future
    “Whaddaya want from me?” cried the mafioso“What do I know? I just do what I’m told, like
    my older brother did—may he rest in peace—and my father—may he also rest in peace—and
    probably his father, which I don’t know nothin’ about
    “It’s like succeeding generations on welfare, isn’t it?” observed Conklin“The parasites never
    get off the dole
    “Hey, that’s my family you’re talkin’ about—whatever the fuck you’re talkin’ about
    “My apologies to your heraldry,” added Alex
    “And it’s that family of yours we’re interested in, Augie,” broke in the DCI“It is Augie, isn’t
    it? That was the name on one of the five driver’s licenses and we thought it seemed most
    authentic
    “Well, you’re not so authentically bright
    Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
    2:59 am
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    Soon come the rapidsDo you feel that?
    I felt it
    "Daddy, are you there?"
    "Yes," I said again"Honey, be good to yourself,
    okay? And try not to get too spun upMy friend
    down here says in the end we wear out our worries
    I sort of believe that
    "You always make me feel better," she said
    "How many bunches?"
    How many years since she'd asked that? Twelve?
    Fourteen? It didn't matter, I remembered the
    answer
    "A million and one for under your pillow," I said
    Then I said goodbye and hung up and thought that
    if Carson Jones hurt my daughter, I'd kill him
    The thought made me smile a little, wondering how
    many fathers had had the same thought and made the
    same promiseBut of all those fathers, I might be
    the only one who could kill a heedless, daughterhurting
    suitor with a few strokes of a paintbrush
    488
    xi
    Dario Nannuzzi and one of his partners, Jimmy
    Yoshida, came out the very next dayYoshida was a
    Japanese-American Dorian GrayGetting out of
    Nannuzzi's Jaguar in my driveway, dressed in faded
    straight-leg jeans and an even more faded Rihanna
    Pon De Replay tee-shirt, long black hair blowing
    in the breeze off the Gulf, he looked eighteenBy
    the time he got to the end of the walk, he looked
    twenty-eightWhen he shook my hand, up close and
    personal, I could see the lines tattooed around
    his eyes and mouth and put him somewhere in his
    late forties
    "Pleased to meet you," he said"The gallery is
    still buzzing over your visitMary Ire has been
    back three times to ask when we're going to sign
    you up
    "Come on in," I said"Our friend down the beach -
    Wireman - has called me twice already to make sure
    I don't sign anything without him"We're not in the business of
    cheating artists, Mr
    "Edgar, remember? Would you like some coffee?"
    489
    "Look first," Jimmy Yoshida said
    xii
    I'd covered my portrait of Wireman (which was
    still little more than a vague shape with a brain
    floating in it three-quarters of the way up), and
    my picture of Tina Garibaldi and Candy Brown had
    gone bye-bye in the downstairs closet (along with
    Friends with Benefits and the red-robe figure),
    but I had left my other stuff out
    Sunday, December 19th, 2010
    2:59 am
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    Two weeks later, the agent called to say that our friend had backed outI called immediately to find out whyAll he said was that he talked to his neighbor, and his neighbor told him it was a bad dealHe was paying too much
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    The real estate market in Phoenix turned, and by 1994, that little unit was renting for $1,000 a month-$2,500 in the peak winter monthsThe unit was worth $95,000 in 1995All Richard had to put down was $5,000 and he would have had a start at getting out of the rat raceToday, he still has done nothingAnd the bargains in Phoenix are still here; you just have to look a lot harder
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    Saturday, December 18th, 2010
    3:00 am
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    The next kid gives Lefty a mild thump, and Sister Agnes makes him hold out his palm while she hits him with the ruler she is holdingEach of the kids in turn taps Lefty and holds out his palm for the blow
    Sister Agnes gets very upsetHer gown rustles with angerHit Francis! she cries againThe kids file along, take their crack on the hand, and gather in a circle to watchWhen they are all done, Sister Agnes stands still, and it is obvious she is debating whether to make them do it over againBut she is defeated, and very coldly she tells the boys to march to class
    Polack has learned a powerful lessonHe expands with admiration for LeftyHe does not know the words yet, but he shakes his head

    Two years later, Polack's mother brings him back to her houseOne of the older sisters is married, and two of his brothers are workingBefore he leaves, Lefty gives him the secret handshake
    You're okay, kid, I'm gettin' out next year an' I'll look ya up

    Back to his street and the new sports fitting his ageHitching rides on trolleys is commonplace, stealing from stores is a source of incomeThe real sport is holding onto the tailgate of a fast freight truck and highballing it fifteen miles out of townHis mother makes him get a job working as delivery boy in a butcher store, and he does that for a couple of years
    When he is thirteen one of the women to whom he delivers meat seduces him
    Oh, hello, she says, opening the door, you're MrsCzienwicz's son, lady
    Yeah, I know your mother
    Where you want the meat, lady?
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    Friday, December 17th, 2010
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    rest Scarlett hated to admit it, even to herself, but she was
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    She walked slowly beside Colum along Drayton Street, smiling at the
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    saint of Ireland?" she asked"Is he the saint of any place else?"
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    still being lied to by the Druids, and he drove out all the snakes from
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    There's not a single snake the length and breadth of IrelandI do purely hate snakes
    "You really should come with me when I go home, ScarlettYou'd love
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    The ship takes only two weeks and a day to GalwayThe winds blow towards Ireland and carry the homesick
    travellers home as fast as a cloud flying across the sky
    It's a grand sight to see all the sails set, and the big ship fairly
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    cannot come all the wayThe dolphins take over the escort then, and
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    to
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    Saturday, December 11th, 2010
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    However, things are different now; we’re not young firebrands in search of a cause any longer, for
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    “My cause remains constant,” interrupted the Jackal sharply“It is myself and all those who
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    wonder if I deserve further assistance, that’s it, isn’t it?”
    “I must protect myselfWhy are you here?”
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    “They are one and the same?”
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    422
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    people’s are, I suppose, when those they look up to are at home”
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    “I believe our evenings are rather returned to what they
    were, than assuming a new characterThe novelty was in their being
    livelyYet, how strong the impression that only a few weeks will
    give! I have been feeling as if we had never lived so before
    “I suppose I am graver than other people,” said Fanny“The evenings
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    other people, I dare say
    “Why should you dare say that?” (smiling)“Do you want to be
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    Such language was so new to Fanny that it quite embarrassed her
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    you had not been thought very pretty before; but the truth is, that
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    complexion is so improved!—and you have gained so much countenance!—
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    of being worth looking atYou must try not to mind growing up into
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    “Oh! don’t talk so, don’t talk so,” cried Fanny, distressed by more
    172
    Mansfield Park
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    had done with the subject, and only added more seriously—
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    “But I do talk to him more than I usedDid not
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    fighting over themYou'd have to hurry, though, she leaves in 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
    portholes, use that palmetto fan over there, but you and Cat stay in
    here with the door locked no matter how hot it getsOrder anything
    you want to eat and drink
    "Where are you going, Scarlett?"
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    excursion boat was a small rear-wheel paddle boat painted in bright
    red, white, and blueIts name, in gold letters, was Abraham
    Lincoln
    Scarlett remembered it wellShe'd seen it passing Dunmore Landing
    July was not a month when many people toured the SouthShe was
    one of
    only a dozen passengersShe sat under an awning on the upper deck
    fanning herself and cursing mourning dress for its long-sleeved,
    high-necked sweltering effect in the Southern summer heatA man in
    a
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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
    upCruel slave owners, indeed! Sold down the river, my foot! We
    loved our darkies just like family, and some of them owned us more
    than
    we owned themUncle Tom's CabFiddle-dee-dee! No decent person
    would
    read that kind of trashShe wished she hadn't given in to the impulse
    to com
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