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| Monday, January 3rd, 2011 | | 6:10 pm |
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I'm not going to go trailing around looking @@@@@ I'm not going to go trailing around looking for that musty old store, Scarlett decided I've got to track down the Mother Superior and the BishopOh, I do wish I hadn't left those beads in CharlestonShe looked quickly along the storefronts on the other side of Broughton Street, Savannah's place to shopSurely there must be a jeweler somewhere close byThe bold gilt letters that spelled out 0'HARA stretched across the wall above five gleaming windows almost directly oppositeMy, they've come up in the world since I was here last, Scarlett thoughtThat doesn't look musty at all"Come on," she said to Pansy, and she plunged into the tangled traffic of wagons, buggies, and pushcarts that filled the busy streetThe 0 'Hara store smelled of fresh paint, not long-settled dustA green tarlatan banner draped across the front of the counter in the rear gave the reason in gold letters: GND oPENINGScarlett looked around enviouslyThe store was more than twice the size of her store in Atlanta, and she could see that the stock was fresher and more variedNeatly labelled boxes and bolts of bright fabrics filled shelves to the ceiling; barrels of meals and flours were lined up along the floor, not far from the big potbellied stove in the center; and huge glass jars of candy stood temptingly on the tall counterHer uncles were moving up in the world for sureThe store she'd visited in 1861 wasn't in the central, fashionable part of Broughton Street, and it was dark, cluttered, even more so than hers in AtlantaIt would be interesting to find out what this handsome expansion had cost her unclesShe might just consider a few of their ideas for her own businessShe walked quickly to the counter O'Hara, if you please," she said to the tall, aproned man who was measuring out some lamp oil into a customer's glass jug"In a moment, if you'll be so kind as to wait, ma'am," the man said without looking upHis voice had just a hint of brogue in itThat makes sense, thought ScarlettHire Irish for a shop run by IrishmenShe looked at the labels on the shelved boxes in front of her while the man wrapped the oil in brown paper and made chan | | Monday, December 27th, 2010 | | 6:14 pm |
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“All right,” said Conklin from his table, @@@@@ “All right,” said Conklin from his table, his eyes still on the ceiling“Down and dirty—we deal You get him into Novgorod and you keep Ogilvie “We’ve already got him, Aleksei “Not clean, you haven’tWashington knows he’s here “So?” “So I can say you lost him and they’ll believe meThey’ll take my word for it that he flew out of your nest and you’re mad as hell, but you can’t get him backHe’s operating from points unknown or unreachable, but obviously under the sovereign protection of a United Nations countryAs a matter of conjecture, I suspect that’s how you got him over here in the first place “You’re cryptic, my fine old enemyTo what purpose should I entertain your suggestion?” “No World Court embarrassments, no charges of harboring an American accused of international crimesYou win the stakes in EuropeYou take over the Medusa operation with no complications—in the person of one Dimitri Krupkin, a proven sophisticate from the cosmopolitan world of ParisWho better to guide the enterprise? The newest hero of the Soviet, a member of the inner economic council of the PresidiumForget the lousy house in Geneva, Kruppie, how about a mansion on the Black Sea?” “It is a most intelligent and attractive offer, I grant you,” said Krupkin“I know two or three men on the Central Committee whom I can reach in a matter of minutes-everything confidential, of course “Nyet, nyet!” shouted the KGB commissar, slamming his fist down on Dimitri’s table“I understand some—you talk too fast—but all is lunatic!” “Oh, for God’s sake, shut up!” roared Krupkin“We’re discussing things far beyond your grasp!” “Shto?” Like a young child reprimanded by an adult, the Komitet officer, his puffed eyes widened, was both astonished and frightened by his subordinate’s incomprehensible rebuke “Give my friend his chance, Kruppie,” said Alex“He’s the best there is and he may bring you the Jackal “He may also bring about his own death, Aleksei “He’s been there bef | | Saturday, December 25th, 2010 | | 6:18 pm |
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“He was just a deluded old lunatic, after @@@@@ “He was just a deluded old lunatic, after all,” I murmured to myselfA strange shudder rocked my chest, and a hoarse coughing ripped its way up my throatThe stream of gravelly coughs rattled on, but it wasn't until I felt my eyes pricking for tears that couldn't come that I realized I was laughing “There was… never… ever… anything out here!” I gasped between spasms of hysteriaI staggered forward as though I were drunk, my footprints trailing unevenly behind meelanie uncurled from her misery to defend the faith she still clung to got it wrong or something I laughed at her nowThe sound was sucked away by the scorching wind Wait, wait,she thought, trying to pull my attention from the joke of it allou don't think… I mean, do you think that maybe theytried this? Her unexpected fear caught me midlaughI choked on the hot air, my chest throbbing from my fit of morbid hysteriaBy the time I could breathe again, all trace of my black humor was gone Instinctively, my eyes swept the desert void, looking for some evidence that I was not the first to waste my life this wayThe plain was impossibly vast, but I couldn't halt my frantic search for… remainselanie was already comforting herselfHe would never come out here unprepared like we didHe'd never put Jamie in danger I'm sure you're right,I told her, wanting to believe it as much as she did'm sure no one else in the whole universe could be this stupidBesides, he probably never came to lookHe probably never figured it outI was barely aware of the actionIt meant so little in the face of the distance aheadAnd even if we were magically transported to the very base of the mesa, what then? I was absolutely positive there was nothing the | | Sunday, December 19th, 2010 | | 9:12 pm |
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Gallagher paused, then sneered"What's the @@@@@ Gallagher paused, then sneered"What's the matter, you want some gefiillte fish?" He stopped, and then as if delighted with what he had said, he added, "That's right, what Goldstein needs is some of that fuggin fish A machine gun began to fire again; because of the night it sounded very close "I don't like the way you express yourself," Goldstein said "You know what you can do," Gallagher saidHe was partially ashamed, and to drown it he added fiercely, "You can go blow it "You can't talk to me that way," Goldstein saidHe was in a turmoil, revolted by the idea of fighting, yet recognizing the deep necessity for itThe goyim, that's all they know, to fight with their fists, he thoughtHe had the discomfort a display of emotion always roused in him"Let's take it easy," he muttered"You guys'll be getting plenty of fight in a minute"Fightin' over the ArmyAs far as I'm concerned, it's been a goddam mess ever since they put Washington on a horse Toglio interrupted him"You've got the wrong attitude, RedIt ain't decent to talk about George Washington that way Red slapped his knee"You're a regular Boy Scout, ain't you, Toglio? You like the flag, huh?" Toglio thought of a story he had read once, The Man Without a CountryRed was like the man in that, he decided"I think some things aren't fit for kidding," he said severely "You want to know something?" Toglio knew a crack was coming, but against his judgment he asked, "What?" "The only thing wrong with this Army is it never lost a war Toglio was shocked"You think we ought to lose this one?" Red found himself carried away"What have I got against the goddam Japs? You think I care if they keep this fuggin jungle? What's it to me if Cummings gets another star?" "General Cummings, he's a good man," Martinez | | Saturday, December 18th, 2010 | | 6:15 pm |
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