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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
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    I wasn't thinking about the moneyI was thinking
    about a team of insurance investigators sniffing
    around whatever I set upAnd all at once I began
    to laugh
    Kamen sat with his huge dark brown hands on his
    doorstop knees, looking at me with his little
    I've-seen-everything smileExcept on his face
    nothing was littleHe let my laughter run its
    course and then Gucci Clutches asked me what was so funny
    "You're telling me I'm too rich to kill myself," I
    said
    "I'm telling you not now, Edgar, and that's all
    I'm telling youI'm also going to make a
    suggestion that goes against a good deal of my own
    practical experienceBut I have a very strong
    intuition in your case - the same sort of
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    intuition that caused me to give you the omega seamaster gold dollI
    propose you try a geographical
    "Beg pardon?"
    "It's a form of recovery often attempted by latestage
    alcoholicsThey hope that a change of
    location will give them a fresh start
    I felt a flicker of somethingI won't say it was
    hope, but it was something
    "It rarely works," Kamen said"The old-timers in
    Alcoholics Anonymous, who have an answer for
    everything - women rolex watches it's their curse as well as their
    blessing, although very few ever realize it - like
    to say, 'Put an asshole on a plane in Boston, an
    asshole gets off in Seattle'"
    "So where does that leave me?" I asked
    "Right now it leaves you in suburban St
    What I'm suggesting is that you pick someplace far
    from here and go thereYou're in a unique
    position to do so, given vintage omega seamaster your financial situation
    and marital status
    "For how long?"
    "At least a year He looked at me inscrutably
    His large face was made for such an expression;
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    made even Howard Carter consider"And if you do
    anything at the end of that year, Edgar, for God's
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    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
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    “Where to?”
    “Ah…” I frowned“I don't really knowI suppose there's still a mat by the ho–in the storage
    area
    He frowned back, liking that idea no better than I did
    And then a strong arm was under my arms, supporting my prada milano weight
    “I'll get her where she needs to go,” Ian said
    Jared's face was careful, the way he looked at me when he didn't want me to know what he
    was thinkingBut he was looking at Ian now
    “We were just discussing where exactly that would beMaybe the hospital… ?”
    I shook my head at the same time discount fendi Ian didAfter the past horrible days spent there, I didn't think
    I could bear the room I'd once misguidedly fearedEspecially Walter's empty bed…
    “I've got a better place for her,” Ian said“Those cots aren't much softer than rock, and she's
    got a lot of sore spots
    Jared still held my handDid Jimmy choo handbag he realize how tightly he was gripping it? The pressure was
    starting to get uncomfortable, but he didn't seem awareAnd I certainly wasn't going to
    complain
    “Why don't you get lunch?” Jared suggested to IanI'll take her wherever
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    Ian chuckled, a low, dark soundAnd dior bag honestly, Jared, Wanda needs a bit more help
    than a handI don't know if you're… comfortable enough with the situation to give her that
    You see –”
    Ian paused to lean down and pull me quickly up into his armsI gasped as the movement
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    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
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    Now he emptied the last few drops of the third canteen and sighed noisilyHis voice had become very thick"What in the hell are we gonna do now, men?" he asked
    Croft swayed to his feet and laughed againHe had been chuckling to himself all afternoon"I'm gonna sleep," he kelly hermes bag announced
    Wilson shook his head, and leaned forward, holding Croft's leg"Sergeant -- Ah'm gonna call ya sergeant 'cause you're so goddam chicken -- sergeant, you got no call to be hittin' the sack 'cause it ain't even gonna be dark for an hour yet, maybe two
    Gallagher smiled vuitton purses lopsidedly"Don't ya see that fuggin Croft is blind now?"
    Croft leaned down and grasped Gallagher by the collar"I don' care drunk I am, none you men got a call to talk to me that way, none of you men He pushed Gallagher back suddenly"I'm rememberin' just what the hell you say His vintage omega seamaster voice trailed off"I'm rememberin', wait till tomorrow He stopped and laughed again, and then walked a little uncertainly toward his tent
    Wilson rolled the empty canteen back and forth"What the hell we gonna do?" he asked again
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    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    10:08 am
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    frustration a month later when Colleton's message brought her back
    out
    to the siteShe didn't see Ashley until it was too late to turn
    back
    What am I going to tell him?
    I've got no call to be here, and Ashley's so smart he'd see right
    through any lie I might tryShe was sure the hasty smile on her face
    looked as ghastly chanel bag price as she feltIf it did, Ashley didn't seem to
    noticeHe handed her down from her carriage with his usual ingrained
    courtesy"I'm happy I didn't miss you, Scarlett; it's so good to see
    youColleton told me you might be coming, so I dallied as long
    as I could He smiled ú ruefully"We both know I'm not much of a
    businessman, my dear, so my advice isn't worth rolex oyster perpetual day-date much, but I do want
    to
    say that if you do, in fact, build another store out here, you can't
    possibly go wrong What is he going on about? Oh How clever Joe Colleton is, he's made my excuse for being here
    alreadyShe ú turned her attention back to Ashleyand I've
    heard that the city's very likely to run a trolley line out here to the
    edge of townIt's knock off louis vuitton amazing, isn't it, the way Atlanta is growing?"
    Ashley looked strongerVery tired by the effort of living, but more
    capable of itScarlett wished urgently that it meant the lumber ú
    business was betterShe wouldn't be able to bear it if the mills and
    yard died, tooAnd she'd never be able to forgive AshleyHe took
    her hand in his and looked down at her men wallet gucci with a worried expression on
    his drawn face
    "You look tired, my dearIs everything quite all right?" She wanted
    to lay her head against his chest and wail that everything was awful"Oh, fiddle-dee-dee, Ashley, don't be a sillyI was
    up too late last night at a party, that's allYou should know better
    than to hint to a lady that she's not looking her replica prada bes
    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    9:59 am
    @@@@@A lot of your crowd passes through—” “Go
    @@@@@A lot of your crowd passes through—”
    “Go on,” interrupted the attorney, looking at his gold Rolex watch
    “Make time for thisAccording to my specialists—and I purposely used the word ‘my,’ if you
    follow me—on a prearranged schedule, say every fourth or fifth day, the new patient is ‘shot up to
    the moon’—that’s the phrase they use, it’s not mine, Christ knowsBetween times he’s been treated
    real goodHe’s been fed the right neutermints or whatever they are, given the proper exercise, a lot
    of sleep and all the rest of that shitWe should all be so careful of our bodies, right, avvocato?”
    “Some of us play squash every other day
    “Well, you’ll forgive me, MrPark Avenue, Manhattan, but squash to me is zucchini and I eat
    it
    “Linguistic and cultural differences do crop up, don’t they?”
    “Yeah, I can’t fault you there, ConsigliereAnd my title is attorneyIt could be Consigliere
    “There’s not enough years in our lifetimes, LouisDo you go on or do I leave?”
    “I go on, MrSo each time the Jew shrink is shot up to that moon my specialist talks
    about, he’s in pretty good shape, right?”
    “I see the periodic remissions to normalcy, but then I’m not a doctor
    “I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, but then I’m not a doctor, either, so I’ll take
    my specialist’s word for itYou see, every time he’s shot up, his mind is pretty clear inside, and
    then he’s fed name after name after nameA lot, maybe most, won’t mean a thing, but every now
    and then one will, and then another, and anotherWith each, they start what they call a probe,
    finding out bits and pieces of information, just enough to get a sketch of the patient he’s talking
    about—just enough to scare the shit out of that lasagna when he’s reachedRemember, these are
    stressful times and this Hebe doctor treats some of the fattest cats in Washington, in and outside the
    governmentHow does that grab you, MrAttorney?”
    “It’s certainly unique,” replied the guest slowly, studying the capo supremo“His files, of
    course, would be infinitely preferable
    “Yeah, well, like I say, we’re working on that, but it’ll take timeThis is now, immediatoHe’ll
    be in Pennsylvania in a couple of hou
    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
    9:59 am
    @@@@@ The picture she brought out of her red
    @@@@@ The picture she
    brought out of her red leather wallet was in one
    of those see-through plastic envelopesShe teased
    it out and handed it to meI guess this time my
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    reaction didn't show, because her fond (really
    sort of goofy) smile didn't changeAnd me? I felt
    as though I'd swallowed something that had no
    business going down a human throatA piece of
    lead shot, maybe
    It wasn't that Carson Jones resembled the man I'd
    drawn on Christmas EveI was prepared for that,
    had been since I saw the little ring twinkling
    prettily on Ilse's fingerWhat shocked me was
    that the photo was almost exactly the sameIt was
    as if, instead of clipping a photo of sophora, sea
    lavender, or inkberry to the side of my easel, I
    had clipped this very photographHe was wearing
    the jeans and the scuffed yellow workboots that I
    hadn't been able to get quite right; his darkish
    blond hair spilled over his ears and his forehead;
    he was carrying a book I knew was a Bible in one
    handMost telling of all was the Minnesota Twins
    tee-shirt, with the number 48 on the left breast
    "Who's number 48, and how did you happen to meet a
    Twins fan at Brown? I thought that was Red Sox
    country
    "Number 48's Torii Hunter," she said, looking at
    me as if I was the world's biggest dummox"They
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    have a huge TV in the main student lounge, and I
    went in there one day last July when the Sox and
    Twins were playingThe place was crammed even
    though it was summer session, but Carson and I
    were the only ones with our Twins on - him with
    his Torii tee-shirt, me with my capSo of course
    we sat together, and She shrugged, to show the
    rest was history
    "What flavor is he, religiously speaking?"
    "Baptist She looked at me a little defiantly, as
    though she'd said CannibalBut as a member in
    good standing of The First Church of Nothing in
    Particular, I had no grudge against the Baptists
    The only religions I don't like are the ones that
    insist their God is bigger than your God"We've
    been going to services together three times a week
    for the last four months
    Jack pulled up, and she bent to grab the handles
    of her various bags"He's going to take spring
    semester off to travel with this really wonderful
    gospel groupIt's an actual tour, with a booker
    and everythi
    Monday, December 27th, 2010
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    Why had I left santos cartier him?
    Jamie's face was red and sweatyThe right leg of his jeans had been cut away, and the bandage
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    “Wanda,” Jamie exhaled when he saw me He took a deep breath
    I stumbled and fell to my knees beside him, dragging Ian down with meI touched Jamie's face
    and felt the skin burn under my handMy elbow brushed Doc's, but I barely omega planet ocean noticedHe scooted
    away, but I didn't look to see what emotion was on his face, whether it was aversion or guilt
    “Jamie, baby, how are you?”
    “Stupid,” he said, grinningCan you believe this?” He gestured to his leg
    I found a wet rag on his pillow and wiped it across his prada clutch forehead
    “You're going to be fine,” I promisedI was surprised at how fierce my voice soundedBut Jared wouldn't let me come talk to you His face was suddenly
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    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
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    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
    10:10 am
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    past
    windows full of ostrich plumes and painted fans without looking at
    them, crossed the street without so much as a thank you to the
    women in
    the buggy that had stopped to avoid hitting her
    Scarlett remembered what her aunts had told her: there wasn't a
    carriage to he had mulberry bag in Charleston except those owned by Yankees,
    carpetbaggers and scallywagsShe felt a rush of white-hot rage at the
    vultures that were fattening on the defeated SouthWhen she
    followed
    MrsButler into one of the boot shops it did her heart good to see
    the proprietor turn over his richly dressed customer to a young
    assistant so that he could hurry forward to Rhett's mother
    It was a kelly hermes bag pleasure to be with a member of the Old Guard in Charleston
    She wished fervently that MrsElsing were there
    to see her"I left some boots to be resoled, MrBraxton," Eleanor
    said, "and I also want my daughter-in-law to know where to come for
    the
    finest footwear and the most agreeable service
    Braxton will take the same good care of you that he has of me for all
    these years
    "It will be my gucci messenger bag privilege, ma'amBraxton bowed elegantlyBraxton, and I thank you," Scarlett replied, with great
    refinement
    "I believe I'll get a pair of boots today myself She raised her
    skirt a few inches to display her fragile, thin leather shoes
    "Something more suitable for city walking," she said proudlyNo one
    was going to take her for a carriage-riding scallywagBraxton
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    off
    the spotless upholstery on two chairs"If you ladies please
    When he disappeared behind a curtain in the rear of the shop, Eleanor
    leaned close to Scarlett and whispered in her ear
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    Friday, December 24th, 2010
    9:59 am
    @@@@@!” Alex slumped, falling to the floorPeter
    @@@@@!”
    Alex slumped, falling to the floorPeter Holland grabbed him and gently the strong, broadshouldered
    admiral, a veteran of the darkest operations in the Far East, led Conklin silently through
    the door to the nurse“Get him away from here, please
    “Peter,” coughed Alex, trying to stand, collapsing on his false foot“I’m sorry, Christ, I’m
    sorry!”
    “What for?” whispered Holland
    “I should watch but I can’t watch!”
    “I understandIf I were you, I probably couldn’t either
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    “No, you don’t understand! Mo said he killed David, but of course he didn’tBut I meant to, I
    really wanted to kill him! I was wrong, but I tried with all the expertise in my bones to kill him!
    And now I’ve done it againIt’s not Mo, it’s me!”
    “Put him against the wall, missLet him sink to the floor and leave us alone
    “Yes, sir!” The nurse did as she was ordered and fled, leaving Holland and Alex alone in the
    antiseptic maze
    “Now, you listen to me, Field Man,” whispered the gray-haired director of the Central
    Intelligence Agency, kneeling in front of Conklin“This fucking merry-go-round of guilt had better
    stop—has got to stop—or nobody’s going to be any good to anybodyI don’t give a good goddamn
    what you or Panov did thirteen years ago, or five years ago, or now! We’re all reasonably bright
    people, and we did what each of us did because we thought they were the right moves at the timeGuess what, Saint Alex? Yes, I’ve heard the termFucking inconvenient,
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    hell-it-is; maybe you’re not the shrewdest son of a bitch in the field, the one who got canonized,
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    We take our baggage and go where we have to go
    “Oh, for Christ’s sake, shut up!” yelled Conklin, struggling against the wall
    “Shhh!”
    “Oh, shit! The last thing I need is a sermon from you! If I had a foot, I’d take you
    “Now we’re physical?”
    “I was Black BeltI don’t even know how to wrestle
    Their eyes met and Alex was the first to laugh quietly“You’re too much, Peter
    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
    10:00 am
    @@@@@Here the light was brighter, but what it
    @@@@@Here the
    light was brighter, but what it showed didn't make
    me feel better about my new friend; in the glow
    spilling out of the garage, his complexion looked
    almost yellowI asked him if he was okay
    "Wireman's as fine as paint," he said"Miss
    Eastlake, on the other hand, has put in a few
    restless, shitty nightsCalling for her sisters,
    calling for her Pa, calling for everything but her
    pipe and bowl and fiddlers threeThere's
    something to that full-moon shitIt makes no
    logical sense, but there it isDiana calls on a
    wavelength to which only the tottering mind is
    attunedNow that it's in its last quarter, she'll
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    start sleeping through againWhich means I can
    start sleeping through again
    "If I were you, Edgar, I'd sleep on this gallery
    thing, and for more than one nightYou've been a busy bee, but I doubt if
    you have enough pictures yet to-"
    There was a tiled pillar behind himHe staggered
    back against itIf it hadn't been there, I'm
    pretty sure he would have gone downThe effects
    of the bourbon were wearing off a little, but
    there was enough of that hyper-reality left for me
    to see what happened to his eyes when he lost his
    equilibriumThe right one looked down, as if to
    check out his shoes, while the bloodshot and weepy
    left one rolled up in its socket until the iris
    was no more than an arcI had time to think that
    what I was seeing was surely impossible, eyes
    couldn't go in two completely different directions
    like thatAnd that was probably true for people
    who were healthyThen Wireman started to slide"Wireman? Wireman!"
    He gave his head a shake, then looked at meEyes
    front and all accounted forThe left one was
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    glistening and bloodshot, that was allHe took
    out his hankie and wiped his cheek
    "I've heard of putting other people to sleep with
    a boring line of quack, but oneself? That's
    ridiculous
    "You weren't dozing o
    Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
    10:10 am
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    @@@@@It was
    obvious that he wasn't talking about a social visit I hissed the words so that he wouldn't hear the panic in my voice“What else
    can I do after today? It's not going to get any betterAnd this isn't Jeb's decision to make
    It made me angry that these words still had the power to hurt me, to bring tears stinging into
    my eyesI tried to hold on to the thought of Ian–he was the anchor, as Kyle somehow had been
    for Sunny–but it was hard with Jared's hand touching me, with the smell of him in my nose
    Like trying to make out the song of one violin when the entire percussion section was bashing
    away…
    “Then let me go, Jared The words came out fierce and fast and
    hardIt was easy to hear that they weren't lies
    “I should come with you
    “You'll have Melanie back soon enough,” I snapped“I'm only asking for a few minutes, Jared
    Another pause; his hand didn't loosen
    “Wanda, I would come to be with you
    The tears spilled overI was grateful for the darkness
    “It wouldn't feel that way,” I whispered“So there's no point
    Of course Jared could not be allowed to be thereOnly Doc could be trustedOnly he had
    promised meAnd I wasn't leaving this planetI wasn't going to go live as a Dolphin or a
    Flower, always grieving for the loves I'd left behind me, all dead by the time I opened my eyes
    again–if I even had eyesThis wasmy planet, and they wouldn't make me leaveI would stay in
    the dirt, in the dark grotto with my friends
    Sunday, December 19th, 2010
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    Saturday, December 18th, 2010
    10:03 am
    @@@@@Rhett had kept her waiting for him in
    @@@@@Rhett had kept
    her
    waiting for him in SavannahWell, he could wait awhile to learn about
    the baby
    There were months and months to go before it was bornShe was
    entitled to have some fun before she went back to CharlestonSure
    as
    fate, she wouldn't be allowed to do so much as stick her nose out of
    the door thereLadies in a delicate condition weren't supposed to
    stir a stumpNo, she'd have Ireland firstShe'd never have another
    chanceShe'd enjoy the Brian Boru tooHer morning sickness had
    never lasted much more than a week with the other babiesIt must
    be
    almost over nowLike Kathleen, in a day or two she'd be just fine*
    Crossing the Atlantic on the Brian Boru was like a continuous Saturday
    night at the O'Haras' in Savannah-only more soAt first Scarlett
    loved itThe ship soon had a full complement of passengers who
    boarded at Boston and New York, but they didn't seem like Yankees at
    all, Scarlett thoughtThey were Irish and proud of itThey had the
    vitality that was so appealing in the O'Haras, and they took advantage
    of everything the ship had to offerAll day there was something to
    do: checkers tournaments, heated competitions at quoits on deck,
    excited participation in games of chance, such as wagering on the
    number of miles the ship would cover the following dayIn the
    evening
    they sang along with the professional musicians and danced
    energetically to all the Irish reels and Viennese waltzesEven when
    the dancing was done, the amusement continuedThere was always a
    game
    of whist in the Ladies' Card Saloon, and Scarlett was always in demand
    as a partnerExcept for Charleston's rationed coffee, the stakes were
    higher than any she'd known, and every turn of a card was exciting
    So were her winningsThe Brian Boru's passengers were living proof
    that America was the Land of Opportunity, and they didn't mind
    spending
    their lately gained wealthColum, too, benefitted from their opened
    pockets
    Friday, December 17th, 2010
    10:00 am
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    I had to breathe deeplyI was shaking, and Melanie was so full of hate that she was past words
    The idea of having the Seeker inside me, even though I knew that motorcycle balenciaga I would not be here, was so
    repugnant that I felt a return of last week's nausea
    “It's too bad for your investigation that I'm not a skipper
    The Seeker's eyes narrowed“Well, it does certainly make this assignment drag onHistory was
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    Saturday, December 11th, 2010
    10:35 am
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    picture of Carson Jones and my daughter - of
    Smiley and his Punkin - I thought I knew what I
    was looking for and missed the truthBecause I
    didn't trust him? Yes, but that's almost funny
    The truth was, I wouldn't have trusted any man who
    presumed to claim my darling, my favored one, my
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    want the solo shot, that one wouldn't do me any
    876
    good, if I wanted to know his intentions toward my
    daughter I had to touch them as a couple with my
    magic hand
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    looking out at all those floating tennis balls
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    her, of courseAlmost all the girls I drew and
    painted during my time on Duma Key were, even the
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    one case - as Adriana
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    I assumed Carson Jones meant my daughter harm, and
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    But he was never the problemPerse wanted to make
    me stop - was, I think, desperate to make me stop
    once I found Libbit's old motorcycle balenciaga drawings and pencils -
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    The picture was there, but I made a wrong
    assumption, and missed the truth: the death I felt
    wasn't coming from himIt was hanging over her
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    16 - The End of the Game
    i
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    Friday, December 10th, 2010
    10:08 am
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    “The new dress that my uncle was so good as to give me on my
    cousin’s marriageI hope it is not too fine; but I thought I ought to
    193
    Jane Austen
    wear it as soon as I could, and that I might not have such another
    opportunity all the winterI hope you do not think me too fine
    “A woman can never be too fine while she is all in whiteNo, I see
    no finery about you; nothing but what is perfectly properYour
    gown seems very prettyI like these glossy spotsHas not Miss
    Crawford a gown something the same?”
    In approaching the Parsonage they passed close by the stable-yard
    and coach-house
    “Heyday!” said Edmund, “here’s company, here’s a carriage! who
    have they got to meet us?” And letting down the side-glass to distinguish,
    “’Tis Crawford’s, Crawford’s barouche, I protest! There are
    his own two men pushing it back into its old quartersHe is here, of
    courseThis is quite a surprise, FannyI shall be very glad to see
    him
    There was no occasion, there was no time for Fanny to say how
    very differently she felt; but the idea of having such another to observe
    her was a great increase of the trepidation with which she
    performed the very awful ceremony of walking into the drawingroom
    In the drawing-room MrCrawford certainly was, having been
    just long enough arrived to be ready for dinner; and the smiles and
    pleased looks of the three others standing round him, shewed how
    welcome was his sudden resolution of coming to them for a few
    days on leaving BathA very cordial meeting passed between him
    and Edmund; and with the exception of Fanny, the pleasure was
    general; and even to her there might be some advantage in his presence,
    since every addition to the party must rather forward her
    favourite indulgence of being suffered to sit silent and unattended
    toShe was soon aware of this herself; for though she must submit,
    as her own propriety of mind directed, in spite of her aunt Norris’s
    opinion, to being the principal lady in company, and to all the little
    distinctions consequent thereon, she found, while they were at table,
    such a happy flow of conversation prevailing, in which she was not
    required to take any part—there was so much to be said between
    the brother and sister about Bath, so much between the two young
    men about hunting, so much of politics between MrGrant, and of everything and all together between MrCrawford
    194
    Mansfield Park
    and MrsGrant, as to leave her the fairest prospect of having only to
    listen in quiet, and of passing a very agreeable dayShe could not
    compliment the newly arrived gentleman, however, with any appearance
    of interest, in a scheme for extending his stay at Mansfield,
    and sending for his hunters from Norfolk, which, suggested by Dr
    Grant, advised by Edmund, and warmly urged by the two sisters,
    was soon in possession of his mind, and which he seemed to want
    to be encouraged even by her to resolve onHer opinion was sought
    as to the probable continuance of the open weather, but her answers
    were as short and indifferent as civility allowedShe could not wish
    him to stay, and would much rather not have him speak to her
    Her two absent cousins, especially Maria, were much in her
    thoughts on seeing him; but no embarrassing remembrance affected
    his spir
    Tuesday, December 7th, 2010
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    Monday, December 6th, 2010
    10:21 am
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    "And rid of me as well, are you saying?"
    "If you insist, then-" Scarlett's eyes filled with tears"What am I
    saying? What are you saying? Oh, Colum, don't let this happen
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    Colum, don't be so hardheadedI don't want to fight The tears
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    "Ach, Scarlett darling, it's the Irish temper in the two of us talking,
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    "What does that mean, 'aroon'?" she asked between sobs"It means
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    "All the better as a name for you, then
    "Colum, you're charming the birds from the trees again, but I'm not
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    Saturday, December 4th, 2010
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    He nudged me with his elbow, a conspiratorial gesture
    “Mighty convenient, how it's laid outCouldn't have planned it much better if I'd sculpted it
    myself out of play dough
    His laugh cleared a section of mist, and I saw the room for the first time
    Two rivers flowed through the dank, high-domed spaceThis was the chatter that filled my
    ears–the water gushing over and under the purple volcanic rockJeb spoke as if we were alone
    because we were
    It was really only one river and one small streamThe stream was closest; a shallow braided
    ribbon of silver in the light from above, coursing between low stone banks that it seemed
    constantly in danger of overrunningA feminine, high-pitched murmur purred from its gentle
    ripples
    The male, bass gurgle came from the river, as did the thick clouds of vapor that rose from the
    gaping holes in the ground by the far wallThe river was black, submerged under the floor of
    the cavern, exposed by wide, round erosions along the length of the roomThe holes looked
    dark and dangerous, the river barely visible as it rushed powerfully toward an invisible and
    unfathomable destinationThe water seemed to simmer, such was the heat and steam it
    producedThe sound of it, too, was like that of boiling water
    From the ceiling hung a few long, narrow stalactites, dripping toward the stalagmites beneath
    each oneThree of them had met, forming thin black pillars between the two bodies of flowing
    water
    “Got to be careful in here,” Jeb said“Quite a current in the hot springIf you fall in, you're
    gone He bowed his head at the memory, his face sober
    The swift black eddies of the subterranean river were suddenly horrible to meI imagined being
    caught in their scalding current and shudde
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