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| Monday, January 3rd, 2011 | | 9:11 am |
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@@@@@This might be one of themSo, somewhat out of @@@@@This might be one of themSo, somewhat out of breath he approached the opened passenger window of the red automobileHe looked inside at the woman driver, a platinum blonde in her mid-thirties with an overly made-up face and large breasts encased in décolletage more fitting to an X-rated film than a backcountry road in MarylandNevertheless, his mother’s words echoed in his ears, so he spoke the truth “I realize that I look rather shabby, madam, but I assure you it’s purely an exterior impression I’m a doctor and I’ve been in an accident—” “Get in, for Christ’s sake!” “Thank you so very much No sooner had Mo closed the door than the woman slammed the car into gear, gunned the engine to its maximum, and seemingly launched off the rough pavement and down the road“You’re obviously in a hurry,” offered Panov “So would you be, pal, if you were me, I gotta husband back there who’s puttin’ his truck together to come after my ass!” “Oh, really?” “Stupid fuckin’ jerk! He rolls across the country three weeks outta the month layin’ every broad on the highways, then blows his keister when he finds out I had a little fun of my own “Oh, I’m terribly sorry “You’ll be a hell of a lot sorrier if he catches up with us “I beg your pardon?” “You really a doctor?” “Yes, I am “Maybe we can do business “I beg your pardon?” “Can you handle an abortion?” Morris Panov closed his eyes Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 219 22 Bourne walked for nearly an hour through the streets of Paris trying to clear his head, ending up at the Seine, on the Pont de Solferino, the bridge that led to the Quai des Tuileries and the gardensAs he leaned against the railing absently watching the boats lazily plowing the waters below, the question kept assaulting him: Why, why, why? What did Marie think she was doing? Flying over to Paris! It wasn’t just foolish, it was stupid—yet his wife was neither a fool nor an idiotShe was a very bright lady with reserves of control and a quick, analytical mindThat was what made her decision so untenable; what could she possibly hope to accomplish? She had to know he was far safer working alone rather than worrying about her while tracking the JackalEven if she found him, the risk was doubled for both of them, and that she had to understand completelyFigures and projections were her professionSo why? There was only one conceivable answer, and it infuriated himShe thought he might slip back over the edge as he had done in Hong Kong, where she alone had brought him to his senses, to the reality that was uniquely his own, a reality of frightening half truths and only partial remembrances, episodic moments she lived with every day of their lives togetherGod, how he adored her; he loved her so! And the fact that she had made this foolish, stupid, untenable decision only fueled that love because it was so—so giving, so outrageously unselfishThere were moments in the Far East when he had craved his own death, if only to expunge the guilt he felt at putting her in such dangerous—untenable?—positionsThe guilt was still there, always there, but the aging man in him recognized another reality | | Saturday, January 1st, 2011 | | 9:11 am |
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behind a greeting @@@@@I could see a woman behind a greeting deskShe didn't look up at my headlightsI drove to the darkest corner of the parking lot I slid my arms through the straps of the backpackIt wasn't new, but it was in good shapeThere was just one more thing to do “Quick, give me the knife “Wanda… I know you love Jamie, but I really don't think you could use itYou're not a fighter “Not for them, JaredThat's enough!” “I need one like Jamie'sI don't know enough about HealingI have to see exactly what to doI would have done it before, but I wasn't sure I'd be able to driveSomeone will notice if I don't go inside soon Jared thought it through quicklyHe was the best, as Jeb had said, because he could see what had to be done and do it fastI heard the steely sound of the knife coming out of the sheath “You want to do it?” He inhaled sharply I took the ugly knifeIt had a heavy handle and was very sharp; it came to a tapered point at the tip I didn't let myself think about itI didn't want to give myself a chance to be a cowardThe arm, not the leg–that's all I paused to decideMy knees were scar | | Thursday, December 30th, 2010 | | 9:11 am |
@@@@@He remembered abruptly that when they had @@@@@He remembered abruptly that when they had picked Hennessey up to move him farther away from the water, his helmet had fallen offIt had landed with a dull grating sound, and it spun once with a gritty noise in the sandGuy's dead, and that's all he getsHe began to tremble as he remembered the letter in his shirt pocketHe had taken one look at the date, and he had known it would be the last one he would ever getMaybe she wrote another one, he thought, and kicked some sandHe sat down, looked about him with the suspicious attitude of an animal about to eat in its lair, and then ripped open the flapThe sound tore at his nerves; he was beginning to feel the finality of each of his motions nowAbruptly, he realized the irony of pitying Hennessey"I got my own fuggin troubles," he mutteredThe sheets of paper felt pitifully flimsy in his hands He reread the last paragraph when he had finished"Roy, honey, this'll be the last letter I'll write for a coupel of days, the pain started just a little while ago, and Jamie went down to get Dr NewcomeI'm awful scared cawse he said I'm going to have a hard time, but dont worrie cawse everything will be alright, I know itI wish you could be with me, you got to take awful good care of youeself cawse I would be afraide to be aloneI love you so much, honey He folded the letter and put it back in his pocketHe felt a dull ache, his forehead was burningFor several minutes he did not think of anything at all, and then he spat bitterlyAaah, the fuggin women, that's all they know, love, I love you, honey, just want to hold a man downHe trembled again; he was remembering the frustrations and annoyances of his marriage for the first time in many monthsAll a woman wants is to get a man and then she goes to pot, to hell with it allHe was thinking of how wan Mary looked in the morning, and how the left side of her jaw would swell in sleepIncidents, unpleasant fragments of their life churned turgidly in his brain like a pot of thick stew coming to a boilShe used to wear a tight hair net in the house, and always of course her habit of sitting around in a slip which had a frayed e | | Monday, December 27th, 2010 | | 9:11 am |
@@@@@Atkinson had no choice but to @@@@@Atkinson had no choice but to state emphatically, if not in panic, that whatever instructions Snake Lady issued were to be carried out The power of Snake Lady was the ambassador’s only protection, his ultimate refuge So Santos could bend; that decision was rooted in intellect, not loyalty, not obligationThe conduit wanted to crawl out of his sewer, and with three million francs in the offing, combined with a multitude of faraway places across the globe to choose from, the conduit’s mind told him to listen, to considerThere were alternatives in life if opportunities were presentedOne had been presented to Santos, vassal to Carlos, whose fealty to his lord had perhaps run its suffocating courseIt was this instinctive projection that made Bourne include in his plea—calmly but firmly, the emphasis in understatement—such phrases as You could travel, disappear a wealthy man, free of care and unpleasant drudgeryThe key words were “free” and “disappear,” and Santos’s eyes had respondedHe was ready to take the three-million-franc bait, and Bourne was perfectly happy to let him break the line and swim with it Jason looked at his watch; fifteen minutes had passedNo doubt Santos’s minions were checking the streets, a final inspection before the high priest of conduits appearedBourne thought briefly of Marie, of the sensations he felt at the Trocadéro, remembering old Fontaine’s words when the two of them watched the paths of Tranquility Inn from the high storage room, waiting for CarlosHe’s near, I feel itLike the approach of distant thunderIn a different—far different—way Jason had like feelings at the TrocadéroEnough! Santos! The Jackal! His watch read one o’clock, and the two messengers from the Pont-Royal walked out of the alley and across the street to the gates of the old refinery “Santos will see you now,” said the voluble one “You are to come with usHe does not leave Le Coeur du Soldat “Why do I find that not to my liking?” “There’s no reason for such feelingsHe has peace in his heart “What about his knife?” “He has no knife, no weaponHe never carries either “That’s nice to | | Sunday, December 26th, 2010 | | 9:19 am |
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“My dearest Fanny,” cried Edmund, pressing @@@@@ “My dearest Fanny,” cried Edmund, pressing her arm closer to him, “do not let the idea of her anger distress youIt is anger to be talked of rather than feltHer heart is made for love and kindness, not for resentmentI wish you could have overheard her tribute of praise; I wish you could have seen her countenance, when she said that you should be Henry’s wifeAnd I observed that she always spoke of you as ‘Fanny,’ which she was never used to do; and it had a sound of most sisterly cordialityGrant, did she say—did she speak; was she there all the time?” “Yes, she was agreeing exactly with her sisterThe surprise of your refusal, Fanny, seems to have been unboundedThat you could refuse such a man as Henry Crawford seems more than they can understand I said what I could for you; but in good truth, as they stated the case—you must prove yourself to be in your senses as soon as you can by a different conduct; nothing else will satisfy themBut 306 Mansfield Park this is teasing youDo not turn away from me “I should have thought,” said Fanny, after a pause of recollection and exertion, “that every woman must have felt the possibility of a man’s not being approved, not being loved by some one of her sex at least, let him be ever so generally agreeableLet him have all the perfections in the world, I think it ought not to be set down as certain that a man must be acceptable to every woman he may happen to like himselfBut, even supposing it is so, allowing Mr Crawford to have all the claims which his sisters think he has, how was I to be prepared to meet him with any feeling answerable to his own? He took me wholly by surpriseI had not an idea that his behaviour to me before had any meaning; and surely I was not to be teaching myself to like him only because he was taking what seemed very idle notice of meIn my situation, it would have been the extreme of vanity to be forming expectations on MrI am sure his sisters, rating him as they do, must have thought it so, supposing he had meant nothingHow, then, was I to be—to be in love with him the moment he said he was with me? How was I to have an attachment at his service, as soon as it was asked for? His sisters should consider me as well as himThe higher his deserts, the more improper for me ever to have thought of himAnd, and—we think very differently of the nature of women, if they can imagine a woman so very soon capable of returning an affection as this seems to imply “My dear, dear Fanny, now I have the truthI know this to be the truth; and most worthy of you are such feelingsI had attributed them to you beforeI thought I could understand you | | Saturday, December 4th, 2010 | | 9:11 am |
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aide-decamp approached them when the @@@@@An aide-decamp approached them when the waltz ended His Excellency requests the honor of the next dance, Mrs Rhett raised his eyebrows in the quizzical mockery Scarlett remembered so well Her lips curved in a smile for him alone"Tell His Excellency that I will be delighted," she saidShe looked at Rhett before she took the aide's arm"In Clayton County," she murmured to Rhett, "we'd say that I was in high cotton She heard his laughter follow her as she walked awayI'm allowed, she told herself, and she looked back over her shoulder to see him laughingIt's really too much, she thought, it's not fair at allhe even looks good in those silly satin britches and shoesHer green eyes sparkled with laughter when she curtseyed to the Viceroy before they began to danceScarlett felt no real surprise that Rhett was no longer there when she looked for him againFor as long as she had known him, Rhett had appeared and disappeared without explanationI shouldn't have been surprised to see him here tonight, she thought I was feeling like Cinderella, why shouldn't the only Prince Charming I want be here? She could feel his arms around her as if he had left a mark; otherwise it would be easy to believe that she had made it all up-the gilded room, the music, his presence, even hersWhen she returned to her rooms at the Shelbourne, Scarlett turned up the gas and stood before a long looking glass in the bright light to look at herself and see what Rhett had seenShe looked beautiful and sure of herself, like her portrait, like the portrait of her grandmotherHer heart began to acheWhy couldn't she be like the other portrait of Grandma Robillard? The one in which she was soft and flushed with love given and receivedFor in Rhett's caring words, she knew, there had also been sadness and farewellIn the middle of the night Scarlett O'hara woke in her luxurious scented room on the best floor of the best hotel in Dublin and wept with racking convulsive sobs' repeated again and again in her head like a battering ramhe night's anguish left no visible marks on ScarlettHer face was smoothly serene the next morning, and her smiles were as lovely as ever when she poured out coffee and tea for the men and women who crowded her drawing roo | | Thursday, December 2nd, 2010 | | 9:11 am |
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“Good morning, Ian,” I saidDid you sleep @@@@@ “Good morning, Ian,” I saidDid you sleep well?” “Ian's still sleeping,” Ian's voice answered“I'm sure that won't last forever, though, so we'd best get on with this Splinters of ice pinned my joints in place I'd noticed it before, and then forgotten it in the long weeks of Kyle's absence: not only did Ian and his brother look very much alike, but–when Kyle spoke at a normal volume, which so rarely happened–they also had exactly the same voiceI was trapped in this black hole with Kyle at the door Keep quiet!Melanie shrieked in my headThere was no air to scream with Listen! I did as I was told, trying to focus in spite of the fear that stabbed through my head like a million slender spears of ice I couldn't hear anythingWas Kyle waiting for a response? Was he sneaking around the room in silence? I listened harder, but the rush of the river covered any sounds Quick, grab a rock!Melanie ordered Why? I saw myself crashing a rough stone against Kyle's head I can't do it! Then we're going to die!she screamed back at me can do it! Let me! There has to be another way,I moaned, but I forced my ice-locked knees to bendMy hands searched the darkness and came up with a large, jagged rock and a handful of pebbles In desperation, I tried to unlock Melanie, to let her outI couldn't find the door–my hands were still my own, clutched uselessly around the objects I could never make into weaponsA tiny splash as something entered the stream that drained the pool into the latrine roomOnly a few yards away Give me my hands! I don't know how! Take them! I started to creep away, close to the wall, toward the exitMelanie struggled to find her way out of my head, but she couldn't find the door from her side, eitherNot by the far streamA breath, by the exit Where is he? I don't know! Again, I could hear nothing but the riv |
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