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Aug102010

Fanny suspected what was going onThey sat so much...

Fanny suspected what was going onThey sat so much longer
than usual in the dining-parlour, that she was sure they must be
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talking of her; and when tea at last brought them away, and she was
to be seen by Edmund again, she felt dreadfully guiltyHe came to
her, sat down by her, took her hand, and pressed it kindly; and at
that moment she thought that, but for the occupation and the scene
which the tea-things afforded, she must have betrayed her emotion
in some unpardonable excess
He was not intending, however, by such action, to be conveying
to her that unqualified approbation and encouragement which her
hopes drew from itIt was designed only to express his participation
in all that interested her, and to tell her that he had been hearing
what quickened every feeling of affectionHe was, in fact, entirely
on his father?s side of the questionHis surprise was not so great as
his father?s at her refusing Crawford, because, so far from supposing
her to consider him with anything like a preference, he had always
believed it to be rather the reverse, and could imagine her to be
taken perfectly unprepared, but Sir Thomas could not regard the
connexion as more desirable than he didIt had every recommendation
to him; and while honouring her for what she had done
under the influence of her present indifference, honouring her in
rather stronger terms than Sir Thomas could quite echo, he was
most earnest in hoping, and sanguine in believing, that it would fairy bag prada be
a match at last, and that, united by mutual affection, it would appear
that their dispositions were as exactly fitted to make them blessed
in each other, as he was now beginning seriously to consider them
Crawford had been too precipitateHe had not given her time to
attach herselfHe had begun at the wrong endWith such powers
as his, however, and such a disposition as hers, Edmund trusted that
everything would work out a happy conclusionMeanwhile, he saw
enough of Fanny?s embarrassment to make him scrupulously guard
against exciting it a second time, by any word, or look, or movement
Crawford called the next day, and on the score of Edmund?s return,
Sir Thomas felt himself more than licensed to ask him to stay
dinner; it was really a necessary complimentHe staid of course,
and Edmund had then ample opportunity for observing how he
sped with Fanny, and what degree of immediate encouragement for
him might be extracted from her manners; and it was so little, so
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very, very little?every chance, every possibility of it, resting upon
her embarrassment only; if there was not hope in her confusion,
there was hope in nothing else?that he was almost ready to wonder
at his friend?s perseveranceFanny was worth it all; he held her
to be worth every effort of patience, every exertion of mind, but he
did not think he could have gone on himself with any woman breathing,
without something more to warm his courage than his eyes
could discern in hersHe was very dolce purse willing to hope that Crawford
saw clearer, and this was the most comfortable conclusion for his
friend that he could come to from all that he observed to pass before,
and at, and after dinner
In the evening a few circumstances occurred which he thought
more promisingWhen he and Crawford walked into the drawingroom,
his mother and Fanny were sitting as intently and silently at
work as if there were nothing else to care forEdmund could not
help noticing their apparently deep tranquillity
?We have not been so silent all the time,? replied his mother
?Fanny has been reading to me, and only put the book down upon
hearing you coming And sure enough there was a book on the
table which had the air of being very recently closed: a volume of
Shakespeare?She often reads to me out of those books; and she
was in the middle of a very fine speech of that man?s?what?s his
name, Fanny??when we heard your footsteps
Crawford took the volume?Let me have the pleasure of finishing
that speech to your ladyship,? said he?I shall find it immediately
And by carefully giving way to the inclination of the leaves, he did
find it, or within a page or two, quite near enough to satisfy Lady
Bertram, who assured him, as soon as he mentioned the name of
Cardinal Wolsey, that he had got the very speechNot a look or an
offer of help had Fanny given; not a syllable for or againstAll her
attention was for her workShe seemed determined to be interested
by nothing elseBut taste was too strong in herShe vintage tank watch could not abstract
her mind five minutes: she was forced to listen; his reading
was capital, and her pleasure in good reading extremeTo good reading,
however, she had been long used: her uncle read well, her cousins
all, Edmund very well, but in MrCrawford?s reading there was
a variety of excellence beyond what she had ever met withThe
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King, the Queen, Buckingham, Wolsey, Cromwell, all were given
in turn; for with the happiest knack, the happiest power of jumping
and guessing, he could always alight at will on the best scene, or the
best speeches of each; and whether it were dignity, or pride, or tenderness,
or remorse, or whatever were to be expressed, he could do
it with equal beautyIt was truly dramaticHis acting had first taught
Fanny what pleasure a play might give, and his reading brought all
his acting before her again; nay, perhaps with greater enjoyment,
for it came unexpectedly, and with no such drawback as she had
been used to suffer in seeing him on the stage with Miss Bertram
Edmund watched the progress of her attention, and was amused
and gratified by seeing how she gradually slackened in the needlework,
which at the beginning seemed to occupy her totally: how it
fell from her hand while she sat motionless over it, and at last, how
the eyes which had appeared so studiously to avoid him throughout
the day were turned and fixed on Crawford?fixed on him for minutes,
fixed on him, in short, till the attraction drew Crawford?s chanel jumbo bag upon
her, and the book was closed, and the charm was brokenThen she
was shrinking again into herself, and blushing and working as hard
as ever; but it had been enough to give Edmund encouragement for
his friend, and as he cordially thanked him, he hoped to be expressing
Fanny?s secret feelings too
?That play must be a favourite with you,? said he; ?you read as if
you knew it well
?It will be a favourite, I believe, from this hour,? replied Crawford;
?but I do not think I have had a volume of Shakespeare in my hand
before since I was fifteenI once saw Henry the Eighth acted, or I
have heard of it from somebody who did, I am not certain which
But Shakespeare one gets acquainted with without knowing howIt
is a part of an Englishman?s constitutionHis thoughts and beauties
are so spread abroad that one touches them everywhere; one is intimate
with him by instinctNo man of any brain can open at a good
part of one of his plays without falling into the flow of his meaning
immediately
?No doubt one is familiar with Shakespeare in a degree,? said
Edmund, ?from one?s earliest yearsHis celebrated passages are
quoted by everybody; they are in half the books we open, and we all
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talk Shakespeare, use his similes, and describe with his descriptions;
but this is totally distinct from giving his sense as you gave itTo
know him in bits and scraps is common enough; to know him pretty
thoroughly is, perhaps, not uncommon; but to read him well aloud
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Aug082010

What was she going to do? She couldn't fail, not...
What was she going to do? She couldn't
fail, not in thisHe had to take the job"I made a deathbed promise
to my dearest friend, Mrll Her tears were unplanned nowWilkes asked me to help, and now I'm asking you The whole
story tumbled out-how Melanie had always sheltered AshleyAshley's
ineptness as a businessman his attempt to bury himself with his
wife
the stacks of unsold lumber the need for secrecy Colleton
held up his hand to stop herWilkes, I'll take the job His hand dropped, extended"I'll
shake on it, you'll get the best-built houses with the best materials
in them Scarlett put her hand in his"Thank you," she saidShe
felt as if she'd scored the triumph of her lifeIt was only some
hours later that she shop prada handbags remembered that she hadn't intended to use the
best of everything, only the best lumberThe miserable houses were
going to cost her a fortune, and out of her own hard-earned money,
too
She wouldn't get any credit for helping Ashley, either
Everybody would still slam their doors in her faceNot really
everybodyI've got plenty of my own friends, and they're a lot more
fun than those frumpy old Atlanta peopleScarlett put aside the
sketch Joe Colleton had made on a paper sack for her to study and
approveShe'd be a lot more interested when he gave her the
numbers
for hisestimate; what difference did it make what the houses looked
like or where he put the stairs? She took her velvet-covered visiting
book from a drawer chanel j12 watches and again to make a listShe was going to give a
partyA big one, with musIcians and rivers of champagne and huge
amounts of the best, most expensive foodNow that she was done
with
deep mourning, It was time to let her friends know that she could be
invited to their parties, and the best way to do it was to invite them
to a party of her ownHer eye skimmed quickly past the names of
Atlanta's old families
They all think I should be in deep mourning for Melly, no sense asking
themAnd there's no need to wrap myself in crape, either
? She wasn't my sister, only my sister-in-law, and I'm not even sure
that counts since Charles Hamilton was my first husband and there've
been two since him? Scarlett's shoulders chloe white slumped
Charles Hamilton had nothing to do with anything, nor did wearing
crapeShe was in the truest kind ? of mourning for Melanie; it was a
perpetual weight and worry in her heartShe missed the gentle,
loving
friend who had been so much more important to her than she had ever
realized; the world was colder and darker without MelanieScarlett had been back from the country for only two
days, but she had known enough loneliness in the two nights to strike
fear deep into her heartShe could have told Melanie about Rhett
leaving; Melanie was the only person she could ever confide in about
such a disgraceful thingMelly would have told her what she needed
to
hear, too"Of course ll be back, she would have said, "he
loves you chanel wallet so Those were her very words, right before she died"Be
kind to Captain Butler, he loves you so Just the thought of
Melanie's words made Scarlett feel betterIf Melly said that Rhett
loved her, then he did, it wasn't only her own wishful thinking
Scarlett shook off her gloominess, straightened her spineShe didn't
have to be lonely at allAnd it didn't matter if Atlanta's Old Guard
never spoke to her again everShe had plenty of friendsWhy, the
party list was already two pages long, and she was only up to letter L
in her bookThe friends Scarlett was planning to entertain were the
most flamboyant and most successful of the horde of scavengers that
had
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Aug072010

She lifted her chin higherBeyond the soldiers she...

She lifted her chin higherBeyond the soldiers she could see Daniel
and his sons running from the fields with pitchforks and cudgels, ready
to fight"There's obviously been a mistake," Scarlett said"What
amount is supposed to be unpaid?" Hurry, she thought, for God's sake
hurry, you long-nosed foolIf any O'Hara man-or men-hit a soldier,
they'd be sent to prison, or worseEverything seemed to slow down
The officer took forever to open the scrollDaniel and Seamus and
Thomas and Patrick and Timothy moved as if they were under water
Scarlett unbuttoned her shirtHer fingers felt like sausages, the
buttons like uncontrollable lumps- of tiffany replica suetThirty-one pounds eight
shillings and nine pence," said the officerIt was taking him an hour
to say every word, Scarlett was sureThen she heard the shouting
from
the field, saw the big O'Hara men running, waving fists and weapons
She clawed frantically at the string around her neck, at the pouch of
money when it appeared, at its tightly closed neckHer fingers felt
the coins, the folded bank notes, and she breathed a silent prayer of
thanksShe was carrying the wages of all the workers at Ballyhara
More than fifty poundsNow she was as cool and unhurried as melting
ice creamShe lifted the cord from her neck, over her head, and she
jingled
the chloe black chloe black pouch in her hand"There's extra for your trouble, you
ill-bred cad," she said
Her arm was strong and her aim trueThe pouch struck the officer in
the mouthShillings and pence scattered down the front of his tunic
and onto the ground"Clean up the mess you've made," said Scarlett,
"and take away that trash you brought with you!" She turned her
back
on the soldiers"For the love of God, Kathleen," she whispered, "get
over in the field and stop the men before there's real trouble Later
Scarlett confronted Old DanielSuppose she hadn't
brought the tobacco? Suppose it hadn't come in today? She glared at
her uncle, then burst out, "Why didn't you prada china tell me you needed money?
I'd have been glad to give it to you
"The O'Haras don't take charity," said Daniel"'Charity'?
It's not charity when it's your own family, Uncle Daniel Daniel
looked at her with old, old eyes"What isn't earned by your own
hands
is charity," he said"We've heard your history, Young Scarlett
O'HaraWhen my brother Gerald lost hiswits, why did you not call
upon
his brothers in Savannah? They're all your own family Scarlett's
lips trembledShe hadn't asked or accepted help from
anyoneShe had had to carry the burden aloneHer pride wouldn't
permit any yielding, any weaknessAnd in the Famine?" She had to
know"Pa would le dix balenciaga have sent you all he had
Uncle James and Uncle Andrew tooWe thought it
would
endWhen we learned what it was, we'd left it too late She looked
at her uncle's thin straight shoulders, the proud tilt of his headShe would have done the sameShe
understood,
too, why she'd been wrong to offer Ballyhara as a substitute for land
he'd farmed all his lifeIt made all his work meaningless, and the
work
of his sons, his brothers, his father, his father's father"Robert
raised the rent, didn't he? Because I made that smart remark about
hisglovesHe was going to pay me back through you
"Robert's a greedy manThere's no saying that it's anything to omega deville watch do
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Aug062010

I have no eye or ingenuity for such matters, but...
I have no eye or ingenuity for such matters, but as they
are before me; and had I a place of my own in the country, I should
be most thankful to any MrRepton who would undertake it, and
give me as much beauty as he could for my money; and I should
never look at it till it was complete
?It would be delightful to me to see the progress of it all,? said
Fanny
?Ay, you have been brought up to itIt was no part of my education;
and the only dose I ever had, being administered by not the
first favourite in the world, has made me consider improvements in
hand as the greatest of nuisancesThree years ago the Admiral, my
honoured uncle, bought a cottage at Twickenham for us all to spend
our summers in; and my aunt and I went down to it quite in raptures;
but it being excessively pretty, it was soon found necessary to be improved,
and for three months we were all dirt and confusion, without
a gravel walk to step on, or a bench fit for useI would have everything
as complete as possible in the country, shrubberies and flowergardens,
and rustic seats innumerable: but it must all be done without
my careHenry is different; he loves to be doing
Edmund was sorry to hear Miss Crawford, whom he was much
disposed to admire, speak so freely of her uncleIt did not suit his
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sense of propriety, and he was silenced, till induced by further smiles
and liveliness to put the black chanel tote matter by for the presentBertram,? said she, ?I have tidings of my harp at lastI am
assured that it is safe at Northampton; and there it has probably
been these ten days, in spite of the solemn assurances we have so
often received to the contrary Edmund expressed his pleasure and
surprise?The truth is, that our inquiries were too direct; we sent a
servant, we went ourselves: this will not do seventy miles from London;
but this morning we heard of it in the right wayIt was seen by
some farmer, and he told the miller, and the miller told the butcher,
and the butcher?s son-in-law left word at the shop
?I am very glad that you have heard of it, by whatever means, and
hope there will be no further delay
?I am to have it to-morrow; but how do you think it is to be
conveyed? Not by a wagon or cart: oh no! nothing of that kind
could be hired in the villageI might as well have asked for porters
and a handbarrow
?You would find it difficult, I dare say, just now, in the middle of a
very late hay harvest, to hire a horse and cart??
?I was astonished to find what a piece of work was made of it! To
want a horse and cart in the country seemed impossible, so I told
my maid to speak for one directly; and as I cannot look out of my
dressing-closet without seeing one farmyard, nor walk in the shrubbery
without passing another, I thought it would be only ask and
have, and was rather grieved cartier love that I could not give the advantage to
allGuess my surprise, when I found that I had been asking the
most unreasonable, most impossible thing in the world; had offended
all the farmers, all the labourers, all the hay in the parish! As
for DrGrant?s bailiff, I believe I had better keep out of his way; and
my brother-in-law himself, who is all kindness in general, looked
rather black upon me when he found what I had been at
?You could not be expected to have thought on the subject before;
but when you do think of it, you must see the importance of
getting in the grassThe hire of a cart at any time might not be so
easy as you suppose: our farmers are not in the habit of letting
them out; but, in harvest, it must be quite out of their power to
spare a horse
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?I shall understand all your ways in time; but, coming down with
the true London maxim, that everything is to be got with money, I
was a little embarrassed at first by the sturdy independence of your
country customsHowever, I am to have my harp fetched to-morrow
Henry, who is good-nature itself, has offered to fetch it in his
baroucheWill it not be honourably conveyed??
Edmund spoke of the harp as his favourite instrument, and hoped
to be soon allowed to hear herFanny had never heard the harp at
all, and wished for it very much
?I shall be most happy to play to you both,? said Miss Crawford;
?at least as long fendi spy zucca bag as you can like to listen: probably much longer, for
I dearly love music myself, and where the natural taste is equal the
player must always be best off, for she is gratified in more ways than
oneBertram, if you write to your brother, I entreat you
to tell him that my harp is come: he heard so much of my misery
about itAnd you may say, if you please, that I shall prepare my
most plaintive airs against his return, in compassion to his feelings,
as I know his horse will lose
?If I write, I will say whatever you wish me; but I do not, at present,
foresee any occasion for writing
?No, I dare say, nor if he were to be gone a twelvemonth, would
you ever write to him, nor he to you, if it could be helpedThe
occasion would never be foreseenWhat strange creatures brothers
are! You would not write to each other but upon the most urgent
necessity in the world; and when obliged to take up the pen to say
that such a horse is ill, or such a relation dead, it is done in the fewest
possible wordsYou have but one style among you
Henry, who is in every other respect exactly what a brother
should be, who loves me, consults me, confides in me, and will talk to
me by the hour together, has never yet turned the page in a letter; and
very often it is nothing more than??Dear Mary, I am just arrived
Bath seems full, and everything as usual That is the
true manly style; that is a complete prada logo brother?s letter
?When they are at a distance from all their family,? said Fanny,
colouring for William?s sake, ?they can write long letters
?Miss Price has a brother at sea,? said Edmund, ?whose excellence
as a correspondent makes her think you too severe upon us
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?At sea, has she? In the king?s service, of course??
Fanny would rather have had Edmund tell the story, but his determined
silence obliged her to relate her brother?s situation: her
voice was animated in speaking of his profession, and the foreign
stations he had been on; but she could not mention the number of
years that he had been absent without tears in her eyesMiss
Crawford civilly wished him an early promotion
?Do you know anything of my cousin?s captain?? said Edmund;
?Captain Marshall? You have a large acquaintance in the navy, I
conclude??
?Among admirals, large enough; but,? with an air of grandeur,
?we know very little of the inferior ranksPost-captains may be very
good sort of men, but they do not belong to usOf various admirals
I could tell you a great deal: of them and their flags, and the gradation
of their pay, and their bickerings and jealousiesBut, in general,
I can assure you that they are all passed over, and all very ill
usedCertainly, my home at my uncle?s brought me acquainted with
a circle of admiralsOf Rears and Vices I saw enoughNow do not
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Aug052010

The one I'm mad at-still-is CarreenBaby sister...
The one I'm mad
at-still-is CarreenBaby sister or not, she was wrong to do what she
did, and I'll never forgive her, neverShe was stubborn as a mule
when she made up her mind to go into the convent, and I accepted it
finallyBut she never told me she was going to use her one-third
share of Tara as her dowry for the conventShe should have told me!
I would have found the money somehowThen I'd have two-thirds
ownershipNot the whole thing, like it should be, but at least clear
controlThen I'd have some say soInstead, I have to bite my
tongue
and watch while everything goes downhill and let Suellen queen it over
meI'm the one who saved Tara from the Yankees and
the carpetbaggersIt is omega geneve automatic mine, no matter what the law says, and it'll
be Wade's some day, I'll see to that, no matter what it takes
Scarlett rested her head against the split leather covering on the old
sofa in the small room from which Ellen O 'Hara had quietly ruled the
plantationThere seemed to be a lingering trace of her mother's
lemon
verbena toilet water, even after all these years
This was the peacefulness she had come to findNever mind the
changes, the shabbinessTara was still Tara, still homeAnd the
heart of it was here, in Ellen's roomA slamming door shattered the
quietScarlett heard Ella and Susie coming through the hall,
quarrelling about somethingShe had to get away, she couldn't face
noise and replica cartier tank conflictShe wanted to see the fields
anyhowThey were all healed, rich and red the way they'd always
been
She walked quickly across the weedy lawn and past the cow shed
She'd
never get over her aversion to cows, not if she lived to be a
hundred
Nasty sharp-horned thingsAt the edge of the first field she leaned
on the fence and breathed in the rich ammonia odor of newly turned
earth and manureFunny how in the city manure was so smelly and
messy, while in the country it was a farmer's perfumeWill sure is a
good farmerHe's the best thing that ever happened to TaraNo
matter what I might have done, we'd never have made it if he hadn't
stopped on his way home to Florida and decided to stayHe chanel jewellery fell in
love
with this land the way other men fall in love with a womanAnd he's
not even Irish! Until Will came along I always thought only a
brogue-talking Irishman like Pa could get so worked up about the
land
On the far side of the field Scarlett saw Wade helping Will and Big Sam
mend a downed piece of fenceGood for him to be learning, she
thought
She watched the boy and the men working together for several
minutes
I'd better scoot back to the house, she thoughtI forgot to write
that bank draft for SuellenHer signature on the check was
characteristic of ScarlettClear and unembellished, with no blots, or
wavering lines, like tentative writersIt was businesslike and
straightforwardShe louis cartier looked at it for a moment before she blotted it
dry, then she looked at it againScarlett O 'Hara ButlerWhen she
wrote personal notes or invitations, Scarlett followed the fashion of
the day, adding complicated loops to every capital letter and finishing
off with a parabola of swirls beneath her nameShe did it now, on a
scrap of brown wrapping paperThen she looked back at the check
she'd
just writtenIt was dated-she'd had to ask Suellen what day it was,
and she was shocked by the answer -October Il, 1873More than
three
weeks since Melly's deathShe'd been at Tara for twenty-two days,
taking care of MammyThe date had other meanings, tooIt was
more
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