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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    2:23 am
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    They send out the invitations and the General acceptsThere is the nervous preceding week, the tension at the partyThe General walks in, stands about at the buffet table, picking not without zeal at the smoked turkey, the shrimp for which she has sent to Boston
    It is finally a success and the General smiles at Cummings mistily, pleased with his eighth Scotch, the omega de ville puffed and tufted furniture (he had been expecting maple), the sharp sweet bite of the shrimp sauce through the fur of drinkingWhen he says good-bye he pats Cummings on the shoulder, pinches Margaret's cheekThe tension collapses, the junior officers and their wives begin to singBut they are too exhausted and the party ends early
    That night when they congratulate each other Cummings is satisfied
    But Margaret ruins it; she has a facility for ruining omega seamaster gold things nowYou know, honestly, Edward, I wonder what the point to it all was, you can't get promoted any faster, and the old fart (she has taken to swearing mildly) will be dead by the time it's a question of recommending you for general's rank
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    @@@@@She used to wear a tight hair net in the
    @@@@@She 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 edgeWorst of all was something he had never quite admitted to himself; the walls of the bathroom were thin and he could hear the sounds she madeShe had faded in the three years they had been marriedShe didn't take the right care of herself, he thought bitterlyAt this moment he hated the memory of her, hated the suffering she had caused him in the past few weeksAlways that love-dove stuff, and they don't give a fug how they look Gallagher thought of Mary's mother, who was fat and very dowdy and he felt an inarticulate rage at a variety of things -- at the very fact that she was so immense, at the lack of money that had made him live in a tiny drab apartment, at all the breaks he had never got, because his wife in dying had caused him so much painNever get a goddam thingHe thought of Hennessey and his mouth tightenedGet your head blown offfor what, for what? He lit a cigarette, and tossed the match away, looking at where it fell in the sandGoddam Yids, fight a war for themHe thought of GoldsteinBunch of fug-ups, lose a goddam gun, won't even take a drink when it's freeHe lurched to his feet, and began to walk againA dull pain and hatred beat through his head
    On the beach giant kelp had washed ashore, and he walked down to the water's edge and looked at itIt was dark brown and very long, perhaps fifty feet, and its dark rubbery skin glistened like snakes, and gave him a jolt of horrorHe was remembering the bodies in the cave"What drunken bastards we were," he saidHe was remorseful, or more correctly he generated remorse in himself because he felt he had done something badThe kelp frightened him -- he walked away
    After a few hundred yards, he sat down on the top of a dune which looked out to seaA storm was coming up, and he felt suddenly cold; a great cloud perhaps thirty miles long, shaped like a flat fish and very dark, had covered most of the skyA wind had sprung up and was lashing the sand in horizontal sheets along the bea
    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
    2:23 am
    @@@@@At the same time Scarlett said, "You'll
    @@@@@At the same time Scarlett said, "You'll never guess who I
    met, Miss Eleanor, a soldier that was in Atlanta when I first went to
    live there!" She could feel MrsAn excited stir ran
    through the crowdThe horses were coming onto the track
    Scarlett stared open-mouthed, eyes shiningNothing had prepared
    her
    for the smooth grass oval and the bright checkerboards and stripes
    and
    harlequin diamonds of the racing silksGaudy and shining and festive,
    the riders paraded past the grandstand while the band played a
    rollicking oom-pah tuneScarlett laughed aloud without knowing it
    It was a child's laughter, free and unconsidered, expressing pure
    joyful surprise
    "Oh, look!" she said"Oh, look!" She was so enraptured that she was
    unaware of Rhett's eyes watching her, instead of the horses
    There was an interval for refreshments after the third raceA tent
    hung with green and white streamers sheltered long tables of food,
    and
    waiters circulated throughout the crowd bearing trays of
    champagne-filled glassesScarlett took one of Emma Anson's glasses
    from one of Sally Brewton's crested trays, pretending that she didn't
    26'7 recognize Minnie Wentworth's butler, who was servingShe'd
    learned Charleston's ways of dealing with shortages and loss
    Everyone
    shared their treasures and their servants, acting as if they belonged
    to the host or hostess of the event
    "That's just about the silliest thing I ever heard," she'd said when
    MrsButler first explained the charadeLending and borrowing she
    could understandBut pretending that Emma Anson's initials belonged
    on Minnie Wentworth's napkins made no sense at allStill, she went
    along with the deception, if that was the term for itIt was just one
    more of the peculiarities of Charleston
    She turned quickly to the speaker"They'll be
    sounding the bell any minuteLet's go back before the rush starts
    People were starting to return to the sta
    2:15 am
    @@@@@"By the time he won," MrsButler said, in
    @@@@@"By the time he won," MrsButler said, in neat
    conclusion, "he was so drunk that he thought it made sense to go take
    a
    look at hisprizeThey say he didn't even know where he was going
    until he got there, because he won most of the sailors' rum ration
    playing dice
    "What did he do when he sobered up?"
    Scarlett wanted to know"Oh, my dear, he never didHe died only
    ten
    days after the ship made landfallBut in the meantime he had
    wagered
    some other gambler at dice and won a girl-one of the indentured
    servants from the ship-and, since later she turned out to be carrying
    his child, there was a sort of postfacto wedding at his grave marker,
    and her son became one of my great-great-grandfathers
    "He was rather a gamester himself, wasn't he?" Rhett askedIt truly ran in the familyButler continued along
    the family treeScarlett glanced at Rhett oftenHow many surprises
    were there in this man she hardly knew? She'd never seen him so
    relaxed and happy and totally at homeI never made a home for him,
    she realizedHe never even liked the houseIt was mine, done the
    way I wanted, a present from him, not his at allScarlett wanted to
    break in on Miss Eleanor's stories, to tell Rhett that she was sorry for
    the past, that she'd make up for all her mistakes
    He was content, enjoying himself and his mother's ramblingsShe
    mustn't break this moodThe candles in their tall silver holders were
    reflected in the polish of the mahogany table and in the pupils of
    Rhett's gleaming black eyesThey bathed the table and the three of
    them in a warm, still light, making an island of soft brilliance in the
    shadows of the long roomThe world outside was closed off by the
    thick folds of curtains at the windows and by the intimacy of the small
    candlelit islandEleanor Butler's voice was gentle, Rhett's laughter a
    quiet, encouraging chuckleLove made an airy yet unbreakable web
    between mother and sonScarlett had a sudden consuming yearning
    to be
    enclosed in that webThen Rhett said, "Tell Scarlett about Cousin
    Townsend, Mama," and she was safe in the warmth of the candlelight,
    included in the happiness that ringed the tab
    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
    2:24 am
    @@@@@ Lemuel raised his hand calmly a few inches
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    Lemuel raised his hand calmly a few inches off the arm of his chair to inhibit a red-faced Sykes
    “Tell me,” he said quickly, gently“This large sum of money sent from Switzerland, just how large
    was it? The amount doesn’t matter legally, and Sir Henry can always call your bank under the laws
    of the Crown, so please tell us
    “Three hundred pounds!” replied the elder Pritchard, the pride of his value in his voice?” The solicitor’s words trailed off
    “Not exactly staggering, eh?” mumbled Sir Henry, leaning back, speechless
    “Roughly,” continued Lemuel, “what’s been your expenses?”
    “Not roughly, but precisely,” affirmed the deputy director of immigration, removing a small
    notebook from the breast pocket of his uniform
    “My brilliant uncle is always precise,” offered Buckingham Pritchard
    “How much?” insisted the attorney
    “Precisely twenty-six pounds, five shillings, English, or the equivalent of one hundred thirty-two
    East Caribbean dollars, the EC’s rounded off to the nearest double zero at the latest rate of
    exchange—in this case I absorbed forty-seven cents, so entered
    “Amazing,” intoned Sykes, numbed
    “I’ve scrupulously kept every receipt,” went on the deputy, gathering steam as he continued
    reading“They’re locked in a strongbox at my flat on Old Road Bay, and include the following: a
    total of seven dollars and eighteen cents for local calls to Tranquility—I would not use my official
    phone; twenty-three dollars and sixty-five cents for the long-distance call to Paris; sixty-eight
    dollars and eighty cents dinner for myself and my nephew at Vue Point, a business conference,
    naturally—”
    “That will do,” interrupted Jonathan Lemuel, wiping his perspiring black brow with a
    handkerchief, although the tropical fan was perfectly adequate for the room
    “I am prepared to submit everything at the proper time—”
    “I said that will do, Cyril
    “You should know that I refused a taxi driver when he offered to inflate the price of a receipt
    and soundly criticized him in my official position
    “Enough!” thundered Sykes, the veins in his neck pronounced“You both have been damn fools
    of the first magnitude! To have even considered John StJacques a criminal of any sort is
    preposterous!”
    “Sir Henry,” broke in the younger Pritchard“I myself saw what happened at Tranquility Inn! It
    was so horribleCoffins on the dock, the chapel blown up, government boats around our peaceful
    isle—gunshots, sir! It will be months before we’re back in full operation
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    363
    “Exactly!” roared Sykes“And do you believe Johnny StJay would willingly destroy his own
    property, his own business?”
    “Stranger things have happened in the outside criminal world, Sir Henry,” said Cyril Sylvester
    Pritchard knowingly“In my official capacity I’ve heard many, many stor
    2:15 am
    @@@@@She spoke to the man in the black raincoat
    @@@@@She spoke to the man in the black raincoat as the guard’s attention was drawn to
    both of themBourne scrambled, his elbows and knees silently pounding the hard pavement, until
    he reached that point nearest the van where he could observe the scene on the staircase with
    minimum risk of being spottedHe was relieved to see that the two guards in the street
    continuously winced and blinked under the beam of the searchlightHis status was as clean as it
    could be under the tenuous circumstancesEverything now was timing, precision, and all the
    expertise he could summon from times too often unremembered or too vague or too long agoHe
    had to remember now; instinct had to propel him through his personal mistsThe end of the
    nightmare was at hand
    It was happening! Suddenly there was furious activity at the door as a third figure came rushing
    out, joining the other twoThe man was shorter than his male colleague, wearing a beret and
    carrying a briefcaseHe obviously issued orders that included the rear guard, who ran up to the
    pavement as the new arrival hurled his briefcase down over the brick stepsThe guard instantly
    clutched his weapon under his left arm and effortlessly caught the leather missile in midairNous partons! Vite!” shouted the second man, gesturing for the other two on the
    brick steps to precede him down to the vanThey did so, the man in the raincoat joining the guard
    at’ the rear doors, the woman accompanying the one who gave the ordersThe Jackal? Was it
    Carlos? Was it?
    Bourne desperately wanted to believe that it was—therefore, it was! The sound of the vehicle’s
    curbside door slamming shut was followed rapidly by the gunning of the vehicle’s powerful engine;
    both were a signalThe three other guards raced from their posts to the rear doors of the vanOne
    by one they climbed up inside after the man in the black raincoat, their legs stretched, arms bracing
    shoulders, curved hands gripping the two metal frames that with instant muscular strain propelled
    them inside as their weapons were thrown in front of themThen a pair of hands reached out for the
    interior door handles—
    Now! Bourne pulled the pin of the grenade and lurched to his feet, running as he had never run
    in his life toward the swinging rear doors of the vanHe dived, twisting his body in flight, landing
    on his back as he gripped the left panel and threw the grenade inside, the bomb’s release in his
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    272
    handSix seconds and it would detonateJason got to his knees, arms extended, and crashed the
    doors shutA fusillade of gunfire eruptedBut it was an unintended miracle—as the Jackal’s van
    was bulletproof, it was also impervious to bullets shot from within! There were no penetrations of
    the steel, only thuds and the screaming whistles of ricochets and the screams of the wounded
    inside
    The glistening vehicle shot forward on the boulevard Lefebvre as Bourne sprang to a crouch and
    raced toward the deserted storefronts on the east side of the streetHe was nearly across the wide
    avenue when the impossible happen
    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    2:23 am
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    coaxed Elizabeth to eat tuna salad and macaroni
    salad, heavy on the mayo; I chivvied her into
    drinking Ensure "milkshakes" through a strawOne
    day I sat on the boardwalk beside her wheelchair
    and sanded the mystic rings of yellow callus on
    her big old feet
    542
    What I did not do was make any notes for my
    supposed "art lecture," and when Dario called to
    say it had been switched to the Public Library
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    Two hundred people meant four hundred eyes, all
    trained on me
    What I also did not do was write any invitations,
    make any move to reserve rooms for the nights of
    April fifteenth and sixteenth at the Ritz-Carlton
    in Sarasota, or reserve a Gulfstream to fly down a
    gaggle of friends and relatives from Minnesota
    The idea that any of them might want to see my
    daubings began to seem nutty
    The idea that Edgar Freemantle, who one year
    previous had been fighting with the StPaul
    Planning Committee about tiffany heart tag bedrock test drillings,
    might be giving an art lecture to a bunch of
    actual art patrons seemed absolutely insane
    The paintings seemed real enough, though, and the
    work wasGod, the work was wonderfulWhen I
    stood before my easel in Little Pink at sunset,
    stripped to my gym shorts and listening to The
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    of a fogbank), I felt totally awake and alive, a
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    right time, a ball that was a perfect fit for rolex daytona cosmograph its
    socketThe ghost-ship had turned a little more;
    its name appeared to be the PerseOn a whim, I
    Googled this word, and found exactly one hit -
    probably a world's recordPerse was a private
    school in England, where the alumni were called
    Old PerseansThere was no mention of a School
    Ship, three-masted or otherwise
    In this latest version, the girl in the rowboat
    was wearing a green dress with straps that crossed
    over her bare back, and all around her, floating
    on the sullen water, were rosesIt was a
    disturbing picture
    Walking on the logo chanel beach, eating my lunch and drinking
    a beer, with Wireman or on my own, I was happy
    When I was painting pictures I was happyWhen I was painting I felt filled up
    and fully realized in some basic way I had never
    understood before coming to Duma KeyBut when I
    thought about the show at the Scoto and all the
    544
    stuff that went into making an exhibition of new
    work successful, my mind went into lockdownIt
    was more than stage fright; this felt like
    outright panic
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    Dario, Jimmy, or Alice Aucoin at the gucci bookbag Sc
    2:15 am
    @@@@@ "If that's what it is," I said, and led
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    "If that's what it is," I said, and led the way
    upstairs, limping on my crutchHalfway up,
    something struck me and I stopped"Wireman," I
    295
    said, without looking back, "how did you know my
    treadmill was a Cybex?"
    For a moment he said nothingThen: "It's the only
    brand I knowNow can you resume the upward ascent
    on your own, or do you need a kick in the ass to
    get going?"
    Sounds good, rings false, I thought as I started
    up the stairs againI think you're lying, and you
    know what? I think you know I know
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    My work was leaning against the north wall of
    Little Pink, with the afternoon sun giving the
    paintings plenty of natural lightLooking at them
    from behind Wireman as he walked slowly down the
    line, sometimes pausing and once even backtracking
    to study a couple of canvases a second time, I
    thought it was far more light than they deserved
    Ilse and Jack had praised them, but one was my
    daughter and the other my hired man
    When he reached the colored pencil drawing of the
    tanker at the very end of the line, Wireman
    squatted and stared at it for maybe thirty seconds
    296
    with his forearms resting on his thighs and his
    hands hanging limply between his legs
    "Shhh," he said, and I endured another thirty
    seconds of silenceWhen he turned to face me, his eyes looked
    very large, and the left one was inflamedWater -
    not a tear - was running from the inner cornerHe
    pulled a handkerchief from the back pocket of his
    jeans and wiped it away, the automatic gesture of
    a man who does the same thing a dozen or more
    times a day
    "Holy God," he said, and walked toward the window,
    stuffing the handkerchief back into his pocket
    "Holy God what?" I asked"Holy God what?"
    He stood looking out"You don't know how good
    these are, do you? I mean you really don't
    "Are they?" I askedI had never felt so unsure of
    myself"Are you serious?"
    "Did you put them in chronological order?" he
    asked, still looking out at the GulfThe joking,
    joshing, wisecracking Wireman had taken a hikeI
    had an idea the one I was listening to now had a
    lot more in common with the one juries had heard
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    "You did, didn't you? Other than the last couple,
    I mea
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    I was aware of Ian close behind us now, listening silently
    “See?” I pointed at the laughing mother“See how she loves her human child?”
    At that moment, the woman snatched her son from the swing and squeezed him in a tight
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    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
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    Hearn fingered his collar"I'd say your deepest urge is omnipotence, that's all
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    Hearn's sharp voice softened a little with irony"What moral precepts am I supposed to draw from all this?"
    Cummings's tension alteredThere had been a deep satisfaction in expounding this, a pleasure apart from all the other concerns of this discussion with Hearn"I've been trying to impress you, Robert, that the only morality of the future is a power morality, and a man who cannot find his adjustment to it is doomedThere's one thing about powerIt can flow only from the top downWhen there are little surges of resistance at the middle levels, it merely calls for more power to be directed downward, to burn it out
    Hearn was looking at his hands"We're not in the future yet
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    Hearn looked at his watch"It's time to go to chow Outside the tent the earth was almost white in the glare of the overhead sun
    "You'll go to chow when I release you Hearn scraped his foot slowly against the floor, stared at him quietly, a little doubtfully
    "You threw that cigarette on my floor today, didn't you?"
    Hearn smiled"I figured that was going to be the point of all this talk
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    Monday, December 27th, 2010
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    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
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    @@@@@In moments an upright figure,
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    Rodchenko caught up with the assassin, now standing on the curb side of the vehicle, which faced
    the direction of the Lastochka restaurant
    Suddenly, the Jackal snapped on a flashlight, its powerful beam shooting through the open
    window of the carThe old soldier momentarily stopped breathing, his heavy-lidded eyes scanning
    the horrible scene in front of himAcross the seat, the KGB agent behind the wheel was arched
    back, his throat cut, a river of blood drenching his clothesImmediately beyond the window was
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    was alive, his eyes wide in terror
    “The driver was trained at Novgorod,” said the general, no comment in his voice
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    “What are you going to do?” asked Rodchenko, staring at the Jackal
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    379
    “Correct a mistake,” answered Carlos as he raised his gun, the silencer in place, and fired three
    bullets into the general’s throat
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    380
    37
    The night sky was angry, the storm clouds over Moscow swirling, colliding, promising rain and
    thunder and lightningThe brown sedan sped down the country road, racing past overgrown fields,
    the driver maniacally gripping the wheel and sporadically glancing at his bound prisoner, a young
    man who kept straining at his wire-bound hands and feet, his rope-strapped face causing him
    enormous pain, attested to by his constant grimace and his bulging frightened eyes
    In the rear seat, the upholstery covered with blood, were the corpses of General Grigorie
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    Suddenly, without slowing down the car or giving any indication of his action, the Jackal saw what
    he was looking for and swerved off the roadTires shrieking in the side-winding turn, the sedan
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    rear crashing into the back of the front seatCarlos opened his door and lurched outside; he
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    He returned to the car and brutally pulled the young KGB agent out of the front seat with one
    hand, the glistening blade of a hunting knife in his other
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    to withhold anyth
    2:15 am
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    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    288
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    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    289
    28
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