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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    3:19 am
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    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    359
    “Do it!”
    “It’s done, Jason Bourne,” said Mario, pressing a button
    Morris Panov had been rolled into the operating room; Louis DeFazio was still on a gurney, as it
    was determined that his wound was superficialAnd through back-channel negotiations between
    Washington and Quai d’Orsay, the criminal known only as Mario was securely in the custody of
    the American embassy in Paris
    A white-frocked doctor came out into the hospital’s waiting room; both Conklin and Bourne got
    to their feet, frightened“I will not pretend to be a bearer of glad tidings,” said the physician in
    French, “for it would be quite wrongBoth lungs of your friend were punctured, as well as the wall
    of his heartHe has at best a forty-sixty chance of survival—against him, I’m afraidStill, he is a
    strong-willed man who wants to liveAt times that means more than all the medical negatives
    What else can I tell you?”
    “Thank you, Doctor
    “I have to use a telephone,” said Alex to the surgeon“I should go to our embassy, but I haven’t
    the timeDo I have any guarantee that I won’t be tapped, overheard?”
    “I imagine you have every guarantee,” replied the physician“We wouldn’t know how to do it
    Use my office, please
    “Peter?”
    “Alex!” cried Holland from Langley, Virginia“Everything go all right? Did Marie get off?”
    “To answer your first question, no, everything did not go all right; and as far as Marie goes, you
    can expect a panicked phone call from her the minute she reaches MarseillesThat pilot won’t
    touch his radio
    “What?”
    “Tell her we’re okay, that David’s not hurt—”
    “What are you talking about?” broke in the director of Central Intelligence
    “We were ambushed while waiting for the plane from PoitiersI’m afraid Mo Panov’s in bad
    shape, so bad I don’t want to think about it right nowWe’re in a hospital and the doctor’s not
    encouraging
    “Oh, God, Alex, I’m sorry
    “In his own way, Mo’s a fig
    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
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    "Tom Riley calledHe's back on
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    "It's quite an experience'If not for you I'd be
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    "I've been on to Ilse about this show of yours
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    561
    I realized, with alarm, that she was crying
    "I've shown several unlovely sides of myself, to
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    I didn't leave you! I almost shoutedClose enough to make sweat pop out on louis vuitton multicolore my
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    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
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    "Does this go on all the louis vuitton tote time?" I asked
    "Not always, but quite often," said Mike, smiling as he pulled up a chair to sit down next to me
    "I asked him if he would teach us to make money," Mike said
    "Oh, and what did he say to that?" I asked with cautious curiosity
    "Well, he had a funny look on his face at first, and then he said he would make us an gucci mens wallet offer
    "Oh," I said, rocking my chair back against the wall; I sat there
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    Mike did the same thing
    "Do you know what the offer is?" I asked
    "No, but we'll soon find out
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    "Mike says you want to learn to make money? Is that correct, Robert?"
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    Friday, December 31st, 2010
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    The sunlight, the heat, was everywhere, dazzling
    For an hour they marched uphill almost constantly, and then halted at a stream to fill their canteensThey rested for fifteen minutes and went on againTheir clothing had been wet at least a dozen times, from the ocean spray, from the river, their sweat, from sleeping on the ground, and each time it dried it left its stainsTheir shirts were streaked with white lines of salt, and under their armpits, beneath their belts, the cloth hermes kelly bag was beginning to rotThey were chafed and blistered and sunburned; already some of them were limping on sore feet, but all these discomforts were minor, almost unnoticed in the leaden stupor of marching, the fever they suffered from the sunTheir fatigue had racked them, exploited all the fragile vaults of their bodies, the leaden apathy of their musclesThey had tasted so many times the sour acrid bile of labor, had strained their overworked legs over so many hills, that at last they were feeling the anesthesia of exhaustionThey kept moving without any sale gucci handbags thought of where they went, dully, stupidly, waving and floundering from side to sideThe weight of their packs was crushing, but they considered them as a part of their bodies, a boulder lodged in their backs
    The bushes and thickets grew higher, reached almost to their chestsThe brambles kept catching in their rifles, and hooking onto their clothingThey thrashed forward, plunging through the brush until halted by the barbs clinging to their clothing, and then stopped, picked the barbs loose, and swooped forward againThe men thought of nothing but Cartier tank the hundred feet of ground in front of them; they almost never looked upward to the crest of the hill they were climbingIn the early afternoon, they took a long break in the shadow of some rocksThe time passed sluggishly in the chirping of the crickets, the languid flights of the insectsThe men, wretchedly tired, began to sleepHearn had no desire to move, but the break was too prolongedHe stood up slowly, hitched on his pack, and called out, "Come on, men There was no response, which furnished him with a sharp irritationThey would have obeyed Croft omega seamaster gold quick
    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
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    timid, apprehensive, eager to please in CharlestonNow she had
    taken
    her life back into her own hands, and she felt vibrant with strength
    Not man nor beast could bother her nowRhett loved her, and she
    was
    queen of the worldShe coolly removed her hat and her fur cape and
    dropped them on a marble-topped console in the hall
    Then she began to take off her apple green kid glovesShe could feel
    her motorcycle balenciaga aunts staringThey'd done plenty of that alreadyBut Scarlett
    was very pleased to be wearing her green and brown plaid travelling
    costume instead of the drab outfits she'd worn in CharlestonShe
    fluffed up the dark green taffeta bow that made her eyes sparkle so
    When her gloves had joined hat and cape, she pointed to them
    "Pansy,
    take these things upstairs and put them away in the prettiest bedroom
    you can findStop-cringing in the corner like that, gucci hobo handbag nobody's going to
    bite you Scarlett, you can't ;,The aunts were
    wringing their hands"If Grandfather's too mean to come out and
    meet
    us, we'll just have to shift for ourselvesGod's nightgown, Aunt
    Eulalie! You grew up here, you and Aunt Pauline, can't you just make
    yourselves at home?" Scarlett's words and manner were bold enough,
    but
    when a basso voice bellowed "Jerome!" from the rear of the house,
    she
    felt her palms grow dampHer grandfather, she wallet vuitton suddenly
    remembered,
    had eyes that cut right through you and made you wish you were
    anywhere
    except under hisgazeThe imposing black manservant who had
    admitted
    her now gestured Scarlett and her aunts toward the open door at the
    end
    of the hallScarlett let Eulalie and Pauline go firstThe bedroom
    was a tremendous high-ceilinged space that had formerly been a
    spacious
    parlorIt was crowded with furniture, all the sofas and chairs and
    tables that had been gucci hobo horsebit in the parlor, plus a massive four-posted bed with
    gilt eagles crouching on top of the postsIn one corner of the room
    was a flag of France and a headless tailor's dummy wearing the
    gold-epauletted medal-hung uniform that Pierre Robillard had worn
    when
    he was a young man and an officer in Napoleon's armyThe old man
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    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
    3:19 am
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    “Mister sir?”
    Krupkin translated; a large loose-leaf notebook was placed on the counter, the plastic-enclosed
    page turned to—“This room!” said Jason, pointing at a square and doing his best not to alarm the
    frightened clerk“Get it on the telephone! If the line’s busy, knock off anybody on it
    Again Krupkin translated as a phone was placed in front of BourneHe picked it up and spoke
    “This is the man who came into your room a few minutes ago—”
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    “I have to know something, and I have to know it right nowDo you carry hairpieces, or wigs,
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    “I’d say that’s rather impertinent—”
    “Lady, I don’t have time for amenities, I have to know! Do you?”
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    394
    “Well, yes I doIt’s no secret, actually, all my friends know it and they forgive the artificeYou
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    “Is one of those wigs red?”
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    Bourne slammed down the phone and looked over at Krupkin“The son of a bitch lucked outIt
    was Carlos!”
    “Come with me!” said Krupkin as they both raced across the empty lobby to the complex of
    back-room offices of the MetropoleThey reached the nurse’s infirmary door and went insideThey
    both stopped; both gasped and then winced at what they saw
    There were rolls of torn, unwound gauze and reels of tape in various widths, and broken
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    somehow administered in panicThese, however, the two men barely noticed, for their eyes were
    riveted on the woman who had tended to her crazed patientThe Metropole’s nurse was arched
    back in her chair, her throat surgically punctured, and over her immaculate white uniform ran a thin
    stream of bloodMadness!
    Standing beside the living room table, Dimitri Krupkin spoke on the phone as Alex Conklin sat
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    They were worthy adversaries in a never-ending, essentially futile war in which only battles were
    won, the philosophical conflicts never resolved
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    Monday, December 27th, 2010
    3:19 am
    @@@@@I guessed the subject of little dead girls,
    @@@@@I guessed the
    subject of little dead girls, even ones lost
    eighty years ago, was still a tender one with him
    "She and her new hubby came back, but by then it
    was just a hunt for the bodies
    I tapped the grim-faced black nanny"Who was
    this?"
    "Melda or Tilda or maybe even, God save us, Hecuba,
    according to Chris ShanningtonHis father knew,
    but Chris no longer remembers
    He glanced at them without much interest
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    I tapped the picnic basket, which the young black
    woman was holding with both hands, her arms
    bunched as though it was heavyHeavier than just
    a few sandwiches could account for, you'd think
    but maybe there was a whole chicken in thereAnd
    maybe a few bottles of beer for ole massa, as well
    - a little reward after he'd finished his day's
    dives"What color would you say that hamper is?
    Dark brown? Or is it red?"
    Wireman gave me a strange look"In a black-andwhite
    photograph, it's hard to tell
    "Tell me how the storm led to the deaths of the
    little girls
    He opened the folder again and handed me an old
    news story with an accompanying photograph"This
    is from the Venice Gondolier, March 28th, 1927I
    got the original info on the netJack Cantori
    called the paper, got someone to make a copy and
    shoot me a faxJack's terrific, by the way
    "No argument there," I said
    "Who are these girls? No - don't tell meThe one
    on his left's MariaHannah's on his ri
    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
    3:19 am
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    Mike and I picked up our things from the store and waved goodbye to MrsWe went back to the park, to the same picnic bench, and spent several more hours thinking and talking
    We spent replica rolex submariner the next week at school, thinking and talkingFor two more weeks, we kept thinking, talking, and working for free
    At the end of the second Saturday, I was again saying goodbye to MrsMartin and looking at the comic-book stand with a longing gazeThe hard thing about not even getting 30 cents every Saturday was that I didn't have any money to buy comic booksMartin was watches gucci saying goodbye to Mike and me, I saw something she was doing that I had never seen her do beforeI mean, I had seen her do it, but I never took notice of itMartin was cutting the front page of the comic book in halfShe was keeping the top half of the comic book cover and throwing the rest of the comic book into a large brown cardboard boxWhen I asked her what she did with Cartier Tortue the comic books, she said, "I throw them awayI give the top half of the cover back to the comic-book distributor for credit when he brings in the new comicsHe's coming in an hour
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    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
    3:19 am
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    Red had a vague sadness for a momentHe liked Wilson, and Wilson had been full of hell, but he couldn't feel very muchHe was too tired, and he wanted to get out of this place"We oughta put a goddam compress on him
    They set Wilson down againRed opened his first-aid packet, and took out the flat cardboard box that held the bandageHe peeled it open with stiff fingers, set the aseptic surface against Wilson's wound, and bound it about him lightly"Should I give him wound tablets?"
    "Not with a belly wound," Croft said
    "Think he's gonna last?" Ridges asked hoarsely
    "You can't kill ol' Wilson," Red mutteredGallagher looked away"Come on, let's get going
    They started out, progressing slowly and carefully over the hills back to the hollow where they had left the rest of the platoonIt was hard labor, and they took frequent rests, alternating the guard for the litter-bearers
    Wilson gained consciousness slowly, muttering incoherently for minutes at a timeHe seemed awake for almost a minute, but he recognized none of them
    "Doko koko cola," he muttered several times, giggling feebly
    They stopped, wiped the blood from his mouth, and then set out againIt took them more than an hour to reach the platoon, and they were very tired when they got thereThey laid Wilson down, slipped him off the stretcher, and flopped on the ground to restThe other men gathered about them nervously, asking questions, mildly jubilant that Wilson had been found, but they were too weary to talk much"Goddam it, you men, stop standing around with your finger in your ass They looked at him in bewilderment
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    Friday, December 24th, 2010
    3:19 am
    @@@@@The lid of the tureen was shaped like a
    @@@@@The lid of the tureen was shaped
    like a tree stump covered with thick vines, each vine bearing clusters
    of miniature, perfect ripe grapesJerome placed the tureen in front
    of his master and lifted the lid with a white-gloved handSteam
    poured
    out, clouding the silver and spreading the delicious aroma of shrimp
    bisque throughout the room
    Pauline and Eulalie leaned forward, smiling anxiouslyJerome took a
    soup plate from the sideboard and held it next to the tureen
    Pierre Robillard lifted a silver ladle and silently filled the bowl
    Then he watched with half-hooded eyes while Jerome carried the bowl
    and
    deposited it in front of PaulineThe ceremony was repeated for
    Eulalie, then for ScarlettHer fingers itched to grab her spoonBut
    she kept her hands in her lap while her grandfather served himself and
    tasted the soupHe shrugged eloquent dissatisfaction and dropped
    his spoon into hisbowlEulalie let out a strangled sobYou old
    monster! Scarlett thoughtShe began to eat her soupIt was a
    velvety richness of flavorShe tried to catch Eulalie's eyes so that
    she could show her aunt that she was enjoying the soup, but Eulalie
    was
    downcastPauline's spoon was in the bowl, like her father's
    Scarlett lost all sympathy for her auntsIf they were going, to be
    terrorized this easily, they deserved to go hungryShe wasn going to
    let the old man keep her from her dinner! Pauline asked her father
    something, but because she was speaking French, Scarlett had no idea
    what her aunt had saidHer grandfather's reply was so brief, and
    Pauline's face so white, that he must have said something very
    insultingScarlett began to get angryHe's going to ruin
    everything, and on purpose, tooOh, I wish I could speak FrenchI
    wouldn't just sit and take his nasti
    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
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    3:17 am
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    Jack looked around uneasilyThe front corridor,
    which had been filled with afternoon light when I
    took Noveen from Jack and went bye-bye down a
    black hole, was now dimmerNot dark - not yet,
    and when I looked up I could see the sky overhead
    was still blue - but it was clear that the
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    1013
    "What time is it?" I asked
    "Quarter past five," Wireman saidHe didn't have
    to glance at his watch, which told me he'd been
    keeping close track"Sunset's still a couple of
    hours awaySo if they only come out
    at night-"
    "I think they doThat's enough time, and I still
    need to eatWe can get out of this ruinWe're
    done with the houseWe may need a ladder,
    though
    Wireman raised his eyebrows but didn't ask; he
    only said, "If there is one, it's probably in the
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    "What about the doll?" Jack asked"Noveen?"
    "Put her back in Elizabeth's heart-box and bring
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    "What's our next stop, Edgar?" Wireman asked
    "I'll show you, but one thing first I pointed to
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    Sunday, December 19th, 2010
    3:19 am
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    372
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    of as a wifeIt is an attachment to govern his
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    ‘The loss of Mary I must consider as comprehending the loss of
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    Such sensations, however, were too near akin to resentment to be
    long guiding Fanny’s soliloquiesShe was soon more softened and
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    It was a letter, in short, which she would not but have had for
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    it to spread over the largest part of a page of her ownFor though
    Lady Bertram rather shone in the epistolary line, having early in her
    marriage, from the want of other employment, and the circumstance
    of Sir Thomas’s being in Parliament, got into the way of
    making and keeping correspondents, and formed for herself a very
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    was enough for her: she could not do entirely without any; she must
    have something to write about, even to her niece; and being so soon
    to lose all the benefit of DrGrant’s gouty symptoms and MrsGrant’s
    morning calls, it was very hard upon her to be deprived of one of
    373
    Jane Austen
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    There was a rich amends, however, preparing for he
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    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    130
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    You make my flesh crawlScarlett tensed, poised to
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    The words kept Scarlett from moving"You disappoint me, Scarlett,"
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    then
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    Saturday, December 11th, 2010
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    “What does shedo all the time?”
    “She listens, I thinkI guess I don't know
    “Can you hear her now?”
    “No
    I yawned, and he was quietI thought he was asleepI drifted in that direction, too
    “Do you think she'll go away? Really gone?” Jamie suddenly whisperedHis voice caught on
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    She didn't care what the story was, she had to get away from the
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    telephone as her brother switched off the set“Where’s Conklin’s number? I wrote it down here on
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    “Yes, I did!”
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    Saturday, December 4th, 2010
    3:46 am
    @@@@@I colored the hair red, too, because it
    @@@@@I colored the hair red, too,
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    like bloodNot for me but -
    "For Ilse," I mutteredIs it
    the guy? The special-news guy?"
    There was something not right about the specialnews
    guy, but I didn't think that was what was
    creeping me outFor one thing, the figure in the
    red robe didn't look like a guyIt was hard to
    tell for sure, but yes - I thoughtSo
    maybe not a robe at allMaybe a dress? A long red
    dress?
    I flipped back to the first figure and looked at
    the book the special-news guy was holdingI threw
    my red pencil on the floor and colored the book
    blackThen I looked at the guy again, and
    suddenly printed
    HUMMINGBIRDS
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    in scripty-looking letters above himThen I threw
    my black pencil on the floorI raised my shaking
    hands and covered my face with themI called out
    my daughter's name, the way you'd call out if you
    saw someone too close to a steep drop or busy
    street
    Maybe I was just crazy
    Eventually I became aware that there was - of
    course - only one hand over my eyesThe phantom
    ache and itching had departedThe idea that I
    might be going crazy - hell, that I might have
    already gone - remainedOne thing was beyond
    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
    could keep from falling in love with her right
    there in Terminal BShe threw herself into my
    arms, covered my face with kisses, then laughed
    and grabbed me when I started listing to port on
    my crutchI introduced her to Jack and pretended
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    her left hand when they shook
    "You look wonderful, Daddy," she said as we
    stepped out into the balmy December eveningFirst time since you built that
    rec center in Lilydale ParkAnd you've put on
    weightDon't you think so,
    Jack?"
    "You'd be the best judge of that," Jack said,
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