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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    2:35 pm
    @@@@@Telling her how 385 much fun it would be
    @@@@@Telling her how
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    much fun it would be to paint a big storm
    Noveen says There are secret thingsBuried
    treasures a big storm will uncoverThings Daddy
    would like to find and look at
    And that turned the trickElizabeth cared only a
    little about painting a storm, but pleasing her
    Daddy? That idea was irresistible
    Because Daddy was angry that yearMad at Adie,
    who wouldn't go back to school even after her
    European TourAdie didn't care about meeting the
    right people or going to the right deb ballsShe
    was besotted with her Emerywho wasn't the
    Right Sort at all, in Daddy's view of things
    Daddy says He's not our kind, he's a Celluloid
    Collar, and Adie says He's my kind, no matter what
    collar, and Daddy's furious
    There were bitter argumentsDaddy mad at Adie and
    vicey-verseyHannah and Maria mad at Adie for
    having a handsome boyfriend who was both Older and
    Below HerThe twins scared by all that madNan Melda declared over and
    over that if not for Tessie and Lo-Lo, she would
    386
    have gone back to her people in Jacksonville long
    since
    Elizabeth drew these things, so I saw them
    The boil finally popped its topAdie and her
    Unsuitable Young Man eloped off to Atlanta, where
    Emery had been promised work in the office of a
    competitorThe Big Meanies,
    home from the Braden School for the weekend, heard
    him on the telephone in his study, telling someone
    he'd have Emery Paulson brought back and
    horsewhipped within an inch of his lifeHe would
    have them both horsewhipped!
    Then he says No, by God
    She's made her bed; let her sleep in it
    After that came the storm
    Libbit felt it com
    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
    2:35 pm
    @@@@@I could imagine all the questions he'd be
    @@@@@I could imagine all the questions he'd be dying to ask
    First the shuttle field
    I was sad that Jeb was missing this, but he'd have so many other chances in the futureThough
    it was dark, a long line of small snub-nosed shuttles drifted in to land while others took flight in
    an endless stream
    I drove the old van while the others rode in the back–Ian in charge of the tank, of courseI
    circled the field, staying clear of the busy local terminalIt was easy to spot the vast, sleek white
    vessels that left the planetThey did not depart with the frequency of the smaller shipsAll I saw
    were docked, none preparing to leave immediately
    “Everything's labeled,” I reported to the others, invisible in the dark back“Now, this is
    importantAvoid ships to the Bats, andespecially the See WeedsThe See Weeds are just one
    system over–it takes only a decade to make the round tripThat's much too shortThe Flowers
    are the farthest, and the Dolphins, Bears, and Spiders all take at least a century to go one way
    Only send tanks to those
    I drove slowly, close to the craftsThey've got all kinds of delivery vehicles out here, and we blend inOh! I
    can see a tank truck–it's just like the one we saw them unloading at the hospital, JaredThere's a
    man looking over the stacks… He's putting them onto a hover cartHe's going to load them…”
    I drove even slower, trying to get a good lookRight into the open hatch
    I'll circle back and make my move when he's in the ship I pulled past, examining the scene in
    my mirrorsThere was a lit sign beside the tube that connected the head of the ship to the
    terminal
    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
    2:42 pm
    @@@@@"It doesn't make sense to you, eh," he
    @@@@@"It doesn't make sense to you, eh," he repeated, "it doesn't make sense to you Like a shot-put hurler hopping on one foot to increase his momentum, Dalleson turned to Stacey and said, "It doesn't make sense to Lieutenant Hearn Stacey tittered uncomfortably, while Dalleson balanced on an infuriated sarcasm"Well, now, I'll tell you, Lieutenant, maybe there's a lot of things that don't make sense, maybe it don't make sense for me to be a soldier," he sneered, "maybe it ain't natural for you to be an officer, maybe it don't make sense," he said, repeating the original phrase"Maybe I'd rather be anything else than a soldier, maybe, Lieutenant, I'd rather be a Dalleson searched for a sufficiently damning word, and then clenching his fist powerfully he shouted, "Maybe it would be more natural for me to be a poet
    Hearn had been growing increasingly pale as the tirade continuedHe was incapable of speech for a moment in his angerAnd behind it was a bewildered amazement at the force of Dalleson's reactionIf you knocked out Army procedure, Dalleson was a man carrying packages with his suspenders about to rip looseHearn swallowed, gripped the edge of the table"Take it easy, if you please, Major," Hearn muttered
    "What was that?"
    But they were interrupted by Cummings's entering the tent"I was looking for you, Major, I had an idea you might be here Cummings's voice was odd, extremely precise and clear, but without any feeling at allDalleson stepped back and straightened instinctively as though coming to attention"What is it, sir?" And Hearn was angered at himself for the relief he felt at the interruption
    Cummings fingered his chin slowly"I received a message from one of my friends at GHQ He spoke abstractedly as if he were not concerned with it"It just came from message center
    The explanation was not necessary, and it was odd for Cummings to repeat himselfThe General was upset, he realizedUntil now Hearn had been standing rigid, his flesh sweating in painful recognition of the General's presence, his heart pumpingIt was painful to be near Cumming
    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    2:43 pm
    @@@@@ Scarlett, Rhett, and Rosemary laughed
    @@@@@
    Scarlett, Rhett, and Rosemary laughed togetherScarlett received
    small spiritual benefit from Mass the next dayHer whole focus was
    on
    her own spirits, and they were very lowShe'd hardly laid eyes on
    Rhett at the big party given by the Jockey Club after the races
    Walking back after Mass, she tried to make an excuse that would get
    her
    out of eating with her aunts, but Pauline wouldn't hear of it
    "We have something very important to discuss with you," she'd said
    Her tone was portentousScarlett braced herself for a lecture about
    dancing too much with Middleton CourtneyAs it turned out, his name
    wasn't mentioned at allEulalie was mournful and Pauline censorious
    about something else altogether"We've learned that you haven't
    written to your grandfather Robillard for years, Scarlett
    "Why should I write to him? He's nothing but a crabby old man who's
    never lifted a finger for me in my whole life Eulalie and Pauline
    were shocked speechlessGood! thought ScarlettHer eyes gleamed
    triumphantly at them above the rim of her cup while she drank her
    coffeeYou don't have an answer to that, do you? He's never done
    anything for me, and he's never done a thing for you, eitherWho
    gave
    you the money to keep body and soul together when this house was
    about
    to go for taxes? Not your precious father, that's for sureIt was me who paid for Uncle Carey to get a decent burial when
    he
    died, too, and it's my money that puts clothes on your backs and food
    on your table-if Pauline can bear to open the pantry door on the stuff
    she hoards in thereSo you can gape at me like a pair of goggle-eyed
    frogs, but there's not one single thing you can say! But Pauline,
    echoed by Eulalie, found plenty to say
    About respect for one's elders, loyalty to one's family, duty and
    manners and good breedingScarlett set her cup on its saucer with a
    crash"Don't you dare preach over me, Aunt PaulineI'm sick to
    death of it! I don't care a fig for Grandfather RobillardHe was
    horrid to Mother and he's been horrid to me, and I hate himAnd I
    don't care if I burn in Hell for it!" It felt good to lose her
    te
    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    2:34 pm
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    The crowds moved in and out of the shafts of light while the music was provided by an earshattering
    rock band mercifully placed in a side room away from the main viewing areaWere it
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    “The word passed among the old men is that the monseigneur will be away for a few days
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    meeting place at the apartment on Thirty-second and Madison, Bryce felt a searing-hot pain filling
    that void in his chestAnd when he had mildly objected to the suddenness of the proposed,
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    Ogilvie sat back in his limousine, as far back as the upholstery could be pressed, his legs
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    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
    2:34 pm
    @@@@@ Another, longer pauseThen: "And he doesn't
    @@@@@ Another,
    longer pauseThen: "And he doesn't sound the same
    when I talk to him on the phone
    486
    "That could be your imaginationAnd in any case, if something's
    going on - nothing is, I'm sure nothing is - but
    if something is, better now rather than after
    you know, than after we
    "Yes," I said, thinking that was so adult it hurt
    I remembered finding the picture of them at the
    roadside stand with their arms around each other,
    and touching it with my missing right handThen
    rushing up to Little Pink with Reba clamped
    between my stump and my right sideA long time
    ago, that seemedI love you, Punkin! "Smiley" had
    written, but the picture I'd done that day with my
    Venus colored pencils (they also seemed a long
    time ago) had somehow mocked the idea of enduring
    love: the little girl in her little tennis dress,
    looking out at the enormous GulfTennis balls all
    around her feetMore floating in on the incoming
    waves
    That girl had been Reba, but also Ilse, andwho
    else? Elizabeth Eastlake?
    The idea came out of nowhere, but I thought yes
    487
    The water runs faster now, Elizabeth had said
    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 hi
    Monday, December 27th, 2010
    2:38 pm
    @@@@@ That makes two of us “Um… why?” “For
    @@@@@
    That makes two of us
    “Um… why?”
    “For trying to kill you,” he said casually“Please tell me you have some kind of recording device available, Doc“This moment should be preservedI never thought I'd live to see the day
    that Kyle O'Shea would admit to being wrongThat ought toshock you awake
    “Jodi, baby, don't you want to defend me? Tell Ian I neverhave been wrong beforeIt was nice to know that I'd earned Kyle's acceptance before I leftI hadn't
    expected that much
    There was no more I could do hereThere was no point in lingeringJodi would either come
    back or she would not, but neither outcome would change my path now
    So I proceeded to my third and final deed: I lied
    I stepped away from the cot, took a deep breath, and stretched my arms
    “I'm tired, Ian,” I said
    Was it really a lie? It didn't sound so falseIt had been a long, long day, this, my last dayI'd
    been up all night, I realizedI hadn't slept since that last raid; I must have been exhaustedDid you stay up with the Heal–with Mandy all night?”
    “Yeah
    “Have a nice night, Doc,” Ian said, pulling me toward the exitWe'll be back
    in the morning
    “Night, Kyle,” I murmured
    Doc glowered at me, but Ian's back was to him, and Kyle was staring at JodiI returned Doc's
    glare with a steady gaz
    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
    2:43 pm
    @@@@@He was afraid of the look they might assume
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    "Good part of the country," he agreedHe was moody and had no desire to talk to Brown any longerAfter a minute or two, he mumbled something and went over to Croft
    Brown turned around and looked about himPolack had been sprawled a few feet away from them during the conversationHis eyes were closed now, and Brown gave him a little nudge"You sleeping, Polack?"
    "Uh?" Polack sat up and yawned"Yeah, I t'ink I dropped off Actually he had been wide awake, had been listening to themHe always obtained a subtle gratification from eavesdropping; while he seldom expected to receive any immediate profit, Polack usually found it amusing"That's the only way to get a line on a guy," he had said once to Minetta"Naw, I been gettin' some shut-eyeWhat, are we hittin' the trail again?"
    "Coupla minutes, I guess," Brown saidHe had sensed Martinez's scorn, and it left him uncomfortable, anxious to regain his poiseHe stretched out beside Polack and offered him a cigarette
    "Naaah, I'm savin' me wind," Polack told him"We got a long way to go
    "That's no lie," Brown agreed"You know, I been trying to keep my squad out of patrols, but maybe it wasn't such a good ideaYou're out of condition n
    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
    2:43 pm
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    War
    "They'll be staying in a suite at the Charleston Hotel, Mama," Rhett
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    "It will be awful," said Rosemary"I don't see any reason we have to
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    "Because they're our kin," said her mother severely"And you will be
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    Besides, your Cousin Townsend isn't a Yankee at allHe fought with
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    Townsend's cross-eyed, and Henry's walleyedDo you suppose they'll
    be
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    Friday, December 24th, 2010
    2:35 pm
    @@@@@Forget it, forget time! Do it! The animal
    @@@@@Forget it, forget time! Do it!
    The animal only yards away wants you dead—your wife dead, your children deadDead!
    It was the quickness born of pure fury that propelled him, obsessed him, and he knew that to win
    he had to win quickly, with all the speed that was in himHe crept swiftly along the fence that
    enclosed the airfield, and past the corner of the terminal, prepared for the instant of exposureThe
    lethal submachine gun was still gripped in his hand, his index finger now on the triggerThere was
    a cluster of wild shrubbery preceding two thick trees no more than thirty feet away; if he could
    reach them, the advantage was hisHe would have the “high ground,” the Jackal in the valley of
    death, if only because he was behind the assassin and unseen
    He reached the shrubberyAnd at the moment he heard a massive smashing of glass followed by
    yet another fusillade—this time so prolonged that the entire magazine had to have been emptied
    He had not been seen; the figure by the window had backed away to reload, his concentration on
    that task, not on the possibility of an escapeCarlos, too, was growing old and losing his finesse,
    thought Jason BourneWhere were the flares intrinsic to such an operation? Where were the alert,
    roving eyes that loaded weapons in total darkness?
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    358
    DarknessA cloud cover blocked the yellow rays of the moon; there was darknessHe vaulted
    over the fence, concealing himself behind the shrubbery, then raced to the first of the two trees
    where he could stand upright, view the scene and consider his optionsThere was a primitiveness he could not associate with the JackalThe
    assassin had isolated the terminal, ad valorem, and the price was high, but there was an absence of
    the finer points of the deadly equationThe subtlety was not there; instead, there was a brute force,
    hardly to be denied, but not when employed against the man they called Jason Bourne who had
    escaped from the trap
    The figure by the shattered window had spent his ammunition; he reeled back against the
    building, pulling another magazine out of his pocketJason raced out of the cover of the trees, his
    MAC-10 on automatic fire, exploding the dirt in front of the killer, then circling the bullets around
    his frame
    “That’s it!” he shouted, closing in on the assassin“You’re dead, Carlos, with one pull of my
    finger—if you are the Jackal!”
    The man by the shattered window threw down his weaponBourne,” said the
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    “Hit the ground, you son of a bitch!” The killer did so as Jason approached“Spread your legs
    and your arms!” The command was obeyed“Raise your head!”
    The man did so, and Bourne stared at the face, vaguely illuminated by the distant glow of the
    amber lights on the airfield’s run
    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
    2:35 pm
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    screaming from the room
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    listened to my heart, looked into my eyes, and did
    a bunch of other doctorly thingsWhen he'd
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    get dressed and meet him at the end of the hall
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    This turned out to be a pleasantly littered little
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    back in his chairThere were pictures on one wall
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    "I imagine you'd like to get back to Duma and get
    off that hip, wouldn't you?" Hadlock asked"Must
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    If you want a prescription for Percocet or
    Vicodin-"
    "No, I'm fine with the aspirin," I saidI'd
    labored to get off the hard stuff and wasn't going
    back on it at this point, pain or no pain
    "Your recovery is remarkable," Hadlock said"I
    don't think you need me to tell you how lucky you
    are not to be in a wheelchair for the rest of your
    life, very likely steering yourself around by
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    630
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    Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
    2:45 pm
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    Sunday, December 19th, 2010
    2:40 pm
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    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    72
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    Routine secondhand inquiries at the Federal Trade Commission confirmed the fact that its
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    doctor’s orders left the office and returned home whenever discomfort struck himWhich was why
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    Thus Albert Armbruster called for his chariot and was driven home in discomfortFurther
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    the limousine, the door held open by the chauffeur
    “Yes, what?” Armbruster’s response was immediate, unsure
    “I merely said ‘Good afternoonWe met at the White House reception for
    the Joint Chiefs several years ago—”
    “I wasn’t there,” broke in the chairman emphatically
    “Oh?” The stranger arched his brows, his voice still pleasant but obviously questioningArmbruster?” The chauffeur had closed the door and now turned courteously to the
    chairman“Will you be needing—”
    “No, no,” said Armbruster, again interrupting“You’re relieved—I won’t need you anymore
    today
    “Same time tomorrow morning, sir?”
    “Yes, tomorrow—unless you’re told otherwiseI’m not a well man; check with the office The chauffeur tipped his visored cap and climbed back into the front s
    Saturday, December 18th, 2010
    2:42 pm
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    "Easel," murmured the artist"Quickly, you cretinsI shall do
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    "I don't understand it," Scarlett said to Charlotte after the siting
    "It's like I never saw that person before in my life, yet I knew

    I'm confused, Charlotte
    "My dear child, that is the beginning of wisdom 04
    * * * "Charlotte, do let's ride one of those darling trams," Scarlett
    begged"I deserve a reward after standing like a statue for hours ort
    end It had been a long sitting, Charlotte agreed; future ones wnttl&
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    light MNerve wouldn't be able to paint
    "Then you agree? We'll take the tram?" Charlotte noddedlett felt
    like hugging her, but Charlotte Montague wasn't that i of person
    And, in an undefined way, neither was she any Scarlett feltThe view
    of herself as a woman, no longer a girl, - thrilled her but unsettled
    her, tooIt was going to take some getting used toThey climbed the
    iron spiral to the upper level of the tramwas exposed and very cold,
    but the view was superbScarlettú on all sides at the city, the
    crowded wide streets, the swarming w'ú sidewalks
    Dublin was the first real city she'd ever seenIt had population of
    more than a quarter million peopleAtlanta was boomtown of twenty
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    Friday, December 17th, 2010
    2:37 pm
    @@@@@“I imagine it took a lot of rest stops to
    @@@@@“I imagine it took a lot of rest stops to get it this far
    My heart, which had been thrumming like a bird's for the entire episode, settled into a less
    frantic rhythm
    The next day we were cleaning mirrors in the room that housed the cornfieldJeb told me this
    was something they had to do routinely, as the combination of humidity and dust caked the
    mirrors until the light was too dim to feed the plantsIt was Ian, working with us again, who
    scaled the rickety wooden ladder while Jeb and I tried to keep the base steadyIt was a difficult
    task, given Ian's weight and the homemade ladder's poor balanceBy the end of the day, my
    arms were limp and aching
    I didn't even notice until we were done and heading for the kitchen that the improvised holster
    Jeb always wore was empty
    I gasped out loud, my knees locking like a startled colt'sMy body tottered to a halt
    “What's wrong, Wanda?” Jeb asked, too innocent
    I would have answered if Ian hadn't been right beside him, watching my strange behavior with
    fascination in his vivid blue eyes
    So I just gave Jeb a wide-eyed look of mingled disbelief and reproach, and then slowly began
    walking beside him again, shaking my head
    “What's that about?” Ian muttered to Jeb, as if I were deaf
    “Beats me,” Jeb said; he lied as only a human could, smooth and guileless
    He was a good liar, and I began to wonder if leaving the gun behind today, and leaving me
    alone yesterday, and all this effort forcing me into human company was his way of getting me
    killed without doing the job himselfWas the friendship all in my head? Another lie?
    This was my fourth day eating in the kitchen
    Jeb, Ian, and I walked into the long, hot room–into a crowd of humans chatting in low voices
    about the day's events–and nothing happened
    There was no sudden silenceNo one paused to stare daggers at meNo one seemed to notice
    us at all
    Jeb steered me to an empty counter and then went to get enough bread for threeIan lounged
    next to me, casually turning to the girl on his other sideIt was the young blonde–he called her
    Paige
    “How are things going? How are you holding up with Andy gone?” he asked
    Saturday, December 11th, 2010
    3:10 pm
    @@@@@ "Stop throwing it," Minetta saidWho did
    @@@@@
    "Stop throwing it," Minetta saidWho did Polack think he was telling the story to?
    "No, it's the truth," Polack said in a hurt voiceHe always dropped the "h" when he said "think" or "the" or "truth
    "Yeah, it's da troot," Minetta said, mimicking him
    "You havin' a good time?" Polack asked
    "I can't complain," Minetta said"You talk like something out of a comic book"Anyway, one thing nobody ever beat was the Army
    "I ain't done so bad," Polack said
    "You're doing bad till the day you get out of it," Minetta told himHe clapped his hand against his forehead, and sat up"The goddam mosquitoes," he saidHe rummaged underneath his pillow, a towel wrapped about a soiled shirt, and drew out a small bottle of mosquito lotionAs he rubbed it over his face and hands he grumbled"What a way for a guy to live He propped himself on an elbow and lit a cigaretteHe remembered he was not supposed to smoke at night, and for a moment debated with himself"Aaah, fug it," he said aloudUnconsciously his hand shielded the cigarette, howeverHe turned toward Polack and said, "Boy, I don't like to live like a pig He pounded his pillow smooth"Sleeping on top of your own filthy clothes, wearing dirty clothes to sleepNobody lives like thatHe was next to the youngest of seven brothers and sisters, and until he went to an orphanage he had always slept with a blanket spread out on the floor near a coal stove in the center of the roomWhen the fire died down in the middle of the night the first child to become chilled would get up and fill the stove agai
    Friday, December 10th, 2010
    2:46 pm
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    impunityNo wonder Ella wants Rhett to come, Scarlett thoughtHe
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    Frank did, and no matter how hard I try I just can't love her"When's
    Uncle Rhett coming, Mother?" Ella asked againScarlett pushed her
    chair away from the table and stood up"That's grown-ups' business,"
    she said"I'm going to see to ú Mammy She couldn't bear to quilted bag chanel think
    about Rhett now, she'd think about all that later, when she wasn't so
    upsetIt was more important-much more-to coax Mammy into
    swallowing
    her broth* * * "Just one more little spoonful, Mammy darling, it'll
    make me happy The old woman turned her head away from the
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    full
    bowlMammy was eating less and less every day
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    was an angel, she was a perfect ladyI should take it as praise to be
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    Tuesday, December 7th, 2010
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    “Do I have eyes?”
    “GoodHurry!”
    The guard scrambled away along the vine-tangled precipice and disappeared into the dense
    foliage beyondThe second Royal Commando spoke“In truth, sir, I am much faster, for my legs
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    “Which is why I chose him and I suspect you know itLong legs are no advantage here, only an
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    boxing rings with rules we don’t understand, but the small soldiers get the plumbies
    “ ‘Plumbies’? The better jobs?”
    “Yes, sir
    “The most dangerous jobs?”
    “Yes, mon!”
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    “What do we do now, sir?”
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    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    171
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    Monday, December 6th, 2010
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    blackThen I looked at the guy again, and
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    131
    in scripty-looking letters above himThen I threw
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    doubt: I was hungry
    ix
    Ilse's plane arrived ten minutes ahead of schedule
    She was radiant in faded jeans and a Brown
    University tee-shirt, and I didn't see how Jack
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    there in Terminal BShe threw herself into my
    arms, covered black quilted bag my face with kisses, then laughed
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    my crutchI introduced her to Jack and pretended
    132
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    her left hand when they shook
    "You look wonderful, Daddy," she said as we
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    Saturday, December 4th, 2010
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