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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    12:43 pm
    @@@@@ “First, you and I will go over to your
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    “First, you and I will go over to your place while Rachel goes upstairs and packsYou’ll give
    me everything you’ve got—telephone and license numbers, every name you can remember,
    anything you can give me that I ask forSwayne, I know that there are probably a lot of little things you’d like to
    take along, but—”
    “Forget it, MrMementos I don’t haveWhatever I really wanted was long since shipped
    out of this hell holeIt’s all in storage ten thousand miles away
    “My, you really were prepared, weren’t you?”
    “Tell me something I don’t knowYou see, the time had to come, one way or the other, y’know
    what I mean?” Rachel walked rapidly past the two men and into the hall; she stopped and came
    back to Master Sergeant Flannagan, a smile on her lips, a glow in her eyes, as she placed her hand
    on his face“Hey, Eddie,” she said quietly“It’s really gonna happenWe’re gonna live, Eddie
    Y’know what I mean?”
    “Yeah, babe
    As they walked out into the darkness toward the cabin, Bourne spoke“I meant what I said about
    not wasting time, SergeantWhat were you going to tell me about Swayne’s place
    here?”
    “Are you ready?”
    “What does that mean? Of course I’m readyHe stopped suddenly on the grass
    at Flannagan’s words
    “For openers, it’s a cemetery
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    106
    Alex Conklin sat back in the desk chair, the phone in his hand, stunned, frowning, unable to
    summon a rational response to Jason’s astonishing informationAll he could say was “I don’t
    believe it!”
    “Which part?”
    “I don’t knowBut I have to believe it, don’t I?”
    “You didn’t want to believe London or Brussels, either, or a commander of the Sixth Fleet or the
    keeper of the covert keys in LangleyI’m just adding to the listThe point is, once you find out
    who they all are, we can move
    “You’ll have to start from the beginning again; my head’s shreddedThe telephone number in
    New York, the license plates—”
    “The body, Alex! Flannagan and the general’s wife! They’re on their way; that was the deal and
    you’ve got to cover it
    “Just like that? Swayne kills himself and the two people on the premises who can answer
    questions, we say Ciao to them and let them get away? That’s only slightly more lunatic than what
    you’ve told me!”
    “We don’t have time for negotiating games—and besides, he can’t answer any more questi
    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
    11:39 am
    @@@@@ The glasses were both filledLuke lifted
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    The
    glasses were both filledLuke lifted his in a toast to "Shall we
    drink to amusing ourselves?" he saidScarlett could feel herself
    blushingShe was almost certain had just been propositionedShe
    raised her glass in response"I - drink to you being a good loser of
    very good champagne," she - with a smile, looking at him through
    lowered lashesLater, when she was getting ready for bed, she turned
    the words over and over in her mindhad he come to Adamstown to
    see
    her? And did he intend to seduce her? If he did, he was in the
    surprise of his lifeShe'd beat him at that game just like she beat
    him in the raceIt would be fun, too, to make such an arrogant
    self-satisfied fall hopelessly in love with her
    Men shouldn't be that handsome that rich; it made them think they
    could
    have everything their wayScarlett climbed into bed and nestled
    under
    the coversShe looking forward to going riding with Fenton in the
    morning as promisedThey raced again, this time to Pike Corner, and
    Fenton Then back to Adamstown, and Fenton won againScarlett
    wanted
    get fresh horses and try again, but Luke declined with a laugh"Y
    might break your neck in your determination, and I'd never my
    winnings
    "What winnings? We had no bet on this race he smiled and said
    nothing more, but his glance roved over body"You're insufferable,
    Lord Fenton!"
    "So I've been told, more than onceBut never with quite much
    vehemenceDo all American women have such passionate natures?"
    You'll never find out from me, Scarlett thought, but she her tongue as
    she curbed her horseIt had been a mistake to let goad her into
    losing her temper, and she was even more a1 with herself than she
    was
    with himI know better than thatRhett always used to make me fly
    off the handle, and it gave him the upper hand every timeScarlett looked at Fenton's black hair and dark mocking eyes
    and superbly tailored clot
    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
    11:46 am
    @@@@@“Is Melanie still alive–still part of you?
    @@@@@“Is Melanie still alive–still part of you? Tell me the truth
    Melanie attacked with the brute strength of a wrecking ballIt was physically painful, like the
    sudden stab of a migraine headache, where she tried to force her way out
    Stop it! Can't you see?
    It was so obvious in the set of his lips, the tight lines under his eyesIt didn't matter what I said
    or what she said
    I'm already a liar to him,I told here doesn't want the truth–he's just looking for evidence,
    some way to prove me a liar, a Seeker, to Jeb and Jamie so that he'll be allowed to kill me
    Melanie refused to answer or believe me; it was a struggle to keep her silent
    Jared watched the sweat bead on my forehead, the strange shiver that shook down my spine,
    and his eyes narrowedHe held on to my chin, refusing to let me hide my face
    Jared, I love you,she tried to scream
    My lips didn't quiver, but I was surprised that he couldn't read the words spelled out plainly in
    my eyes
    Time passed slowly while he waited for my answerIt was agonizing, having to stare into his
    eyes, having to see the revulsion thereAs if that weren't enough, Melanie's anger continued to
    slice at me from the insideHer jealousy swelled into a bitter flood that washed through my
    body and left it polluted
    More time passed, and the tears welled up until they couldn't be contained in my eyes anymore
    They spilled over onto my cheeks and rolled silently into Jared's palmHis expression didn't
    change
    Finally, I'd had enoughI closed my eyes and jerked my head downRather than hurt me, he
    dropped his hand
    He sighed, frustrated
    I expected he would leaveI stared at my hands again, waiting for th
    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    11:47 am
    @@@@@As he paused he could hear some men crawling
    @@@@@As he paused he could hear some men crawling behind him, and he whispered, "Recon?"
    "Yeah Gallagher dropped into the hole with him"Mother of Mary," he mutteredCroft could feel him shaking beside him
    "Stop it!" he gripped his arm tensely"The other men up?"
    "Yeah
    Croft looked across the river againEverything was silent, and the disconnected abrupt spurts of fire were forgotten like vanished sparks from a grindstoneNow that he was no longer alone, Croft was able to planThe fact that men were up with him, were scattered in the brush along the bank between their two machine guns, recovered his sense of command"They're going to attack soon," he whispered hoarsely in Gallagher's ear
    Gallagher trembled againNo way to wake up," he tried to say, but his voice kept lapsing
    "Look," Croft whispered"Creep along the line and tell them to hold fire until the Japs start to cross the river
    "I can't, I can't," Gallagher whispered
    Croft felt like striking him
    The Jap machine gun lashed at them from across the riverThe bullets went singing into the jungle behind them, ripping at leavesThe tracers looked like red splints of lightning as they flattened into the jungleA thousand rifles seemed to be firing at them from across the river, and the two men pressed themselves against the bottom of the holeThe sounds cracked against their eardrumsFiring the machine gun had partially deafened himBEE-YOWWWW! A ricochet slapped some more dirt on top of themCroft felt it pattering on his back this tim
    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    11:38 am
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    Knows she's dying, tooThese times are betterNow you come on
    with
    meEverybody's waiting for youDelilah listens out for Mammy from
    the kitchen Scarlett allowed Will to help her to her feet
    She was numb all over, even her heartShe followed him silently to
    the living roomSuellen started immediately to berate her, taking up
    her complaints where she had left off, but Will chanel handbags sale hushed her
    "Scarlett's suffered a deep blow, Sue, leave her alone He poured
    whiskey into a glass and placed it in Scarlett's handIt burned the familiar path through her body, dulling her
    painShe held out her empty glass to Will, and he poured some more
    whiskey into it"Hello, darlings," she said to her children, "come
    give Mother a hug Scarlett heard her own voice; it sounded louis vuitton pink as if it
    belonged to someone else, but at least it was saying the right thing
    She spent all the time she could in Mammy's room, at Mammy's side
    She
    had fastened all her hopes on the comfort of Mammy's arms around
    her,
    but now it was her strong young arms that held the dying old black
    womanScarlett lifted the wasted form to bathe Mammy, to change
    Mammy's linen, to help tiffany heart tag her when breathing was too hard, to coax a
    few
    spoonfuls of broth between her lipsShe sang the lullabies Mammy
    had
    so often sung to her, and when Mammy talked in delirium to Scarlett's
    dead mother, Scarlett answered with the words she thought her
    mother
    might have saidSometimes Mammy's rheumy eyes recognized her,
    and the
    old woman's cracked lips smiled at the sight of chloe dior her favoriteThen her
    quavering voice would scold Scarlett, as she had scolded her since
    Scarlett was a baby"Your hair looks purely a mess, Miss Scarlett,
    now you go brush a hundred strokes like Mammy taught you Or,
    "You
    ain't got no call to be wearing a frock all crumpled up like thatGo
    put on something fresh before folks see you Or, "You looks pale as a
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    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
    11:38 am
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    Servants came and went bringing trays of food and drink to the porchSelected visitors were
    permitted to pay their condolences, including the chief aide to the Crown governor who wore his
    full military regalia, a symbol of the Crown’s concernAnd an old man who knew death from the
    brutalities of war and who insisted on seeing the bereaved husband and father—he was
    accompanied by a woman in a nurse’s uniform, properly topped by a hat and a dark mourning veil
    And two Canadian guests of the hotel, close friends of the gold gucci watch owner, both of whom had met the
    disconsolate man when Tranquility Inn opened with great fireworks several years ago—they asked
    to pay their respects and offer whatever support or comfort they couldJacques agreed,
    suggesting that their visit be brief and to understand that his brother-in-law remained in a corner of
    the darkened living room, the drapes having been drawn
    “It’s all so horrible, so meaningless!” said the visitor from Toronto softly to the shadowed figure
    in a chair across the room“I hope you’re a religious man, gucci watch bangle DavidFaith helps in such times as
    theseYour loved ones are in the arms of Christ now A momentary breeze off the water rustled the drapes, permitting a narrow shaft of
    sunlight to flash across the room
    “Wait a minute,” said the second Canadian“You’re not—good Lord, you’re not Dave Webb!
    Dave has—”
    “Be quiet,” ordered StJacques, standing at the door behind the two visitors
    “Johnny, I spent seven hours in a fishing boat with Dave and I damn well know him when I see
    him!”
    “Shut up,” said the owner of Tranquility cartier womens Inn
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    144
    “Oh, dear God!” cried the aide to the Crown governor of Montserrat in a clipped British accent
    “Listen to me, both of you,” said StJacques, rushing forward between the two Canadians and
    turning to stand in front of the armchair“I wish I’d never let you in here, but there’s nothing we
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    questions, which they will, and that’s exactly what you’re going to doYou’ve been talking to
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    “I don’t understand a damn thing,” objected the bewildered visitor who had spoken of the
    comfort of faith“Who the hell is he?”
    “He’s the senior aide to the Crown governor,” answered St“I’m telling you this so you
    will understand—”
    “You mean the army brass who showed up in full uniform with a squad of black soldiers?”
    asked the guest who had fished with David Webb
    “Among his duties is chief military aide-de-campHe’s a brigadier—”
    “We saw the bastard leave,” protested the omega de ville fisherman
    Monday, December 27th, 2010
    11:39 am
    @@@@@ Scarlett raced up the wide front steps and
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    Scarlett raced up the wide front steps and into the dark great hall,
    Rhett one stride behind her"Cat!" The word
    echoed from the stone stairs and marble floor"Cat!" Rhett grabbed
    her upper armsOnly her white face and pale eyes were visible in the
    shadows"Scarlett!" he said loudly, "Scarlett, get hold of
    yourselfWe've got to get awayThe servants must have
    known
    somethingThe house isn't safe
    "Cat!" Rhett shook herThe cat's not importantWhere
    are the stables, Scarlett? We need horses "Oh, you fool," said
    ScarlettHer strained voice was heavy w loving pity"You don't know
    what you're sayingI've got to find Cat-Katie O'hara,
    called Cat Rhett's hands closed painfully on
    Scarlett's armsWhat the devil are you talking about?" he looked
    down into her face, but couldn't make out her expression in the
    darkness"Answer me, - lett," he demanded, and he shook her"Let
    go
    of me, damn you! There's no time for explanations nowCat must be
    here someplace, but it's dark, and she's all aloneLet go, Rhett, and
    ask your questions laterAll that isn't important nowScarlett
    tried to break free, but he was too strong"It's important to me
    His voice was rough with urgen
    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
    11:47 am
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    “Get out,” Jeb translated
    The only answer was a shuffling of feet as they left
    “Wanda,” Doc whispered, close beside my replica rolex submariner earI can't let him come all the way
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    I tried to breathe evenly“It's better if he doesn't know meIt's better if he thinks Gladdie is
    here
    I pulled my eyes openJeb was beside Walter, whose face chanel bag classic still looked as if he slept
    “Bye, Walt,” Jeb said“See you on the other sideYou'll be missed,” Jared murmured
    Doc was fumbling in the package of morphine again
    “Gladdie?” Walt sobbedIt won't hurt much Cartier Watches Tortue longerDoc will make it stop
    “Gladdie?”
    “Yes?”
    “I love you, GladdieI've loved you my whole life longYou know how I love you
    I closed my eyes when Doc leaned over Walter with the syringe
    “Sleep well, friend,” fake louis vuitton bags Doc murmured
    Walter's fingers relaxed, loosenedI held on to them–I was the one clinging now
    The minutes passed, and all was quiet except my breathingIt was hitching and breaking,
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    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
    11:47 am
    @@@@@ "The Army still hasn't figured out a way
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    "The Army still hasn't figured out a way to change the air in a blackout tent
    "Oh, it stinks over there all right So the General had been lonesome for him"I can't complain, though, I've cleared a hundred bucks out of the poker games
    "In two nights?"
    "No, three
    The General smiled thinly"That's right, it was three nights
    "As if you didn't know
    The General lit a cigarette and extinguished the match with a slow wave of his hand"I assure you, Robert, there are a few other concerns in my mind
    "I didn't say there weren't
    The General glared at him with a deliberate, self-conscious unveiling of his eyes"You've got so damn much cheek you're going to die before a firing squad someday The voice had been a suppressed bellow, and with acute surprise Hearn saw that the General's fingers were tremblingThe suspicion of an idea almost defined itself in his head and then was lost like a piece of thread that misses the eye of a needle and wavers fragilely before collapsing
    And this too seemed the wrong thing to sayThe General's mouth was white againCummings leaned back in his folding chair, took a long puff of smoke, and then abruptly beamed at Hearn with a fatherly genial air, incredibly counterfeit"You're still a little annoyed at me about the meat, aren't you?" he askedThe General had used that word once beforeAn odd word at this timeWas he in the driver's seat now? It was a little eerie to feel that the General was coming to him, a little uncomfortableAnd instinctively his mind clamped down, became grudging and aware as if soon he would be asked for something he did not want to grantThe General would never put a handle to their relationshipAt times they had the easy tacit friendship that many generals had with their aides, field officers with their orderl
    Friday, December 24th, 2010
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    my nose or something?" Suellen's voice set Scarlett's teeth on edge,
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    remembering
    a silly dream I had last nightI dreamt we were all children again,
    and that Mammy was switching my legs with a switch from the peach
    tree
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    my own legs when she does Scarlett watched her sister's face"I'm
    surprised I don't have a million scars to this day," she said"I was
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    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
    11:39 am
    @@@@@ I’m not going to be an absentee parent;
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    I’m not going to be an absentee parent; they’ve got to have a role model, you know what I mean?”
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    215
    “I got Ozzie Nelson for a fuckin’ cousin!” Louis slammed down the phone, and instantly
    grabbed it as it crashed over on the desk, its delicate ivory stem displaying a crack“The best hit
    man in the business and he’s a freak,” mumbled the capo supremo as he dialed franticallyWhen
    the line was picked up, the anxiety and the anger disappeared from his voice; it was not apparent
    but it had not gone away“Hello, Frankie baby, how’s my closest friend?”
    “Oh, hi, Lou,” came the floating, but hesitant, languorous tones from an expensive apartment in
    Greenwich Village“Can I call you back in two minutes? I’m just putting my mother into a cab to
    take her back to Jersey Mother? The whore! Il pinguino! Louis walked to his mirrored
    marble bar with the pink angels flying over the Lalique inset above the whisky bottlesHe poured
    himself a drink and took several calming swallows“Yeah?” he said, carefully
    picking up the fragile crystal instrumentI said good-bye to Mama
    “That’s a good boy, FrankieNever forget your mama
    “Oh, I never do, LouYou told me you gave your mama the biggest funeral
    they ever saw in East Hartford
    “Yeah, I bought the fuckin’ church, man
    “Real nice, real nice
    “Now let’s get to something else real nice, okay? It’s been one of those days, Frankie, lots of
    turmoil, you know what I mean?”
    “Sure, LouI gotta get some reliefCome on over here, Frankie
    “As fast as a cab can take me, Lou
    Prostituto! It would be Frankie the Big Mouth’s last service for him
    Out on the street the well-dressed attorney walked two blocks south and a block east to his
    waiting limousine parked beneath the canopy of another impressive residence in Brooklyn Heights
    His stocky chauffeur of middle years was talking pleasantly with the uniformed doorman, whom he
    had generously tipped by nowSpotting his employer, the driver walked rapidly to the limousine’s
    rear door and opened itSeveral minutes later they were in traffic heading for the bridge
    In the quiet of the backseat, the lawyer undid his alligator belt, pressed the upper and lower rims
    of the buckle, and a small cartridge fell out between his leg
    Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
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    Clear anxiety crept into her voice
    "Edgar, one is sure you'll make a very nice
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    Sunday, December 19th, 2010
    11:44 am
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    As young boys, rich dad said, "What defines an asset is not words but numbersAnd if you cannot read the numbers, you cannot tell an asset from a hole in the ground
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    Friday, December 17th, 2010
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    "Remember, Sister," warned Pauline, "gluttony is a sin Scarlett left
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    at
    table with us, it can't be all that badAfter all, what could one old
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    Saturday, December 11th, 2010
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    @@@@@Do you?” “French fluently, Spanish
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    The Jackal braked the huge fuel truck at the “West German” border; it was as far as he intended
    to goThe remaining northernmost areas of “Scandinavia” and “The Netherlands” were the lesser
    satellites; the impact of their destruction was not comparable to that of the lower compounds and
    the time element spared themEverything was timing now, and “West Germany” would initiate the
    wholesale conflagrationsHe adjusted the coarse Portuguese shirt that covered a Spanish general’s
    tunic beneath, and as the guard came out of the gatehouse Carlos spoke in Russian, using the same
    words he had used at every other crossing
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    buildings he thought most flammableHe sped into the “Munich” sector, then to the port of
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    in “Bad Godesberg,” flooding the streets, distributing the explosivesHe looked at his watch; it was
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    “Israel-Egypt” and “Spain-Portugal,” each spaced eight minutes apart, timed to create maximum
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    the disparate sectors of their compounds north of “France Others would be ordered in from
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    425
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    gates, would be flagged open, frantic traffic unimpeded, and to complete the devastation, the genius
    that was Ilich Ramirez Sanchez—brought into the world of terror as Carlos the Jackal by the errors
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    Friday, December 10th, 2010
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    "What happened then, Edgar?" Wireman askedHe
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    "Let's say that Illy opens the door, and when she
    does, she finds a woman pointing a gun at herShe
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    chokesMaybe it's just as wellMary tells her to
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    "Edgar, man, don't," Jack saidHe was almost
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    "It's not guesswork," Wireman said
    "But why do we need to know-"
    920
    "Jackwe don't know what we need to
    know
    I heard their voices, but from far away
    "Let's say Mary hit her with the gun when she
    turned around I wiped my cheeks with the heel of
    my hand"Let's say she hit her several times,
    four or fiveIn the movies, you get clopped once
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    "No," Wireman murmured, and of course this game of
    let's-say turned out to be all too accurateMy
    If-So-Girl's skull had been fractured in three
    places from repeated overhand blows, and she bled
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    living room/kitchen (the smell of the burnt sketch
    very likely still hanging in the air) and down the
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    Tuesday, December 7th, 2010
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    @@@@@I wish you had saved
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    “No part of it fatigues me but getting off this horse, I assure you,”
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    much good by his comments on Miss Crawford’s great cleverness as
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    “I was sure she would ride well,” said Julia; “she has the make for
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    “Yes,” added Maria, “and her spirits are as good, and she has the
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    When they parted at night Edmund asked Fanny whether she
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    “No, I do not know—not if you want the mare,” was her answer
    “I do not want her at all for myself,” said he; “‘but whenever you
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