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But now, when he
has made his overtures so... |
31st August 2010, 23:12 |
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But now, when he
has made his overtures so properly, and honourably?what are your
scruples now??
?You are mistaken, sir,? cried -bleep-, forced by the anxiety of the
moment even to tell her uncle that he was wrong; ?you are quite
mistakenCrawford say such a thing? I gave him no
encouragement yesterdayOn the contrary, I told him, I cannot
recollect my exact words, but I am sure I told him that I would not
listen to him, that it was very unpleasant to me in every respect, and
that I begged him never to talk to me in that manner againI am
sure I said as much as that and more; and I should have said still
more, if I had been quite certain of his meaning anything seriously;
but I did not like to be, I could not bear to be, imputing more than
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might be intendedI thought it might all pass for nothing with
him
She could say no more; her breath was almost gone
?Am I to understand,? said Sir Thomas, after a few moments?
silence, ?that you mean to refuse MrCrawford??
?Yes, chanel classic bags sir
?Refuse him??
?Yes, sirCrawford! Upon what plea? For what reason??
?I?I cannot like him, sir, well enough to marry him
?This is very strange!? said Sir Thomas, in a voice of calm displeasure
?There is something in this which my comprehension does
not reachHere is a young man wishing to pay his addresses to you,
with everything to recommend him: not merely situation in life,
fortune, and character, but with more than common agreeableness,
with address and conversation pleasing to everybodyAnd he is not
an acquaintance of to-day; you have now known him some time
His sister, moreover, is your intimate friend, and he has been doing
that for your brother, which I should suppose would have been almost
sufficient recommendation to you, had there been no otherIt
is very uncertain when my interest might have got William onHe
has done it already
?Yes,? said -bleep-, in a faint voice, and looking down with fresh
shame; and she did feel almost ashamed of herself, after such a picture
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What brought you to
Drogheda
in local costume?"... |
31st August 2010, 16:11 |
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What brought you to
Drogheda
in local costume?" Scarlett laughed"Oh, Rhett, you know how I love
to dress upI borrowed those clothes from one of the maids at the
house I'm visiting She looked from side to side, searching for John
Morland"I've got to make my manners and get going," she said over
her shoulder"My friends will be furious if I'm not back pretty
soon She looked at Rhett for an instant, then hurried off
She didn't dare stayNot close to him like thatNot even in the
same room The rain began when she was a little
more than five miles from Ballyhara: Scarlett ?blamed it for the
wetness on her sac kelly hermes cheeksOn Wednesday she took Cat to TaraThe
ancient
mounds were just high enough for Cat to feel triumphant when she
climbed themScarlett watched Cat's recklessness on the run down
the
mound and forced herself not to warn her that she might fallShe told
Cat about Tara, and her family, and the banquets of the High Kings
Before they left she held the little girl as high as she could to look
out over the country of her birth"You're a little Irish Cat, your
roots go deep here Do you understand anything I'm saying?"
"No," said CatScarlett put her down so she could runThe strong
little legs never walked now, fendi b bag always ranThere were
ancient hidden irregularities under the grass
She got to her feet and ran some moreWatching her was healing for
ScarlettIt made her whole again"Colum, who's this man Parnell?
People were talking about him at the hunt breakfast, but I couldn't
make any sense out of what they were saying A Protestant, said
Colum, and an AngloNobody to concern themScarlett wanted to
argue
but she'd learned it was a waste of timeColum never discussed the
English, especially not the English landowners in Ireland, who were
known as the Anglo-IrishHe would manage to change the subject
before
she knew he was fendi spy zucca bag doing itIt bothered her that he wouldn't even
admit
that some of the English might be nice peopleShe'd liked the sisters
on the ship from America, and everyone had been nice to her at the
huntColum's intransigence made her feel a distance between them
If
he'd only talk about it instead of snapping her head offFitz the other question that had been on her mindWho were the
Irish Butlers that everyone hated so much? The housekeeper brought
her
a map of Ireland"Do you see this?" She swept her hand over an
entire county, as big as County MeathThe Dukes of Ormonde they areThey're probably the
strongest Anglo seamaster de ville family in Ireland Scarlett looked closely at the
mapNot far from the city of Kilkenny she saw the name Dunmore
Cave
And Rhett's plantation was called Dunmore LandingThere had to be
a
connectionScarlett started to laughShe'd been feeling so superior
because the O'Haras were rulers of twelve hundred acres, and here
were
the Butlers with their own countyWithout lifting a finger Rhett had
won againHow could any woman be blamed for
loving a
man like that? "And what's so amusing, Mrs
Thank God I can laugh about it Mary Moran poked her head around
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Scarlett's knees felt weakShe couldn't
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29th August 2010, 23:13 |
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Scarlett's knees felt weakShe couldn't
go in, she couldn'tShe'd never seen any place as grand, as
impressiveHow would she ever find anything to say to the woman
who
lived in such magnificence? Who could destroy all her hopes with one
word to RhettPauline had her by the arm, hurrying her across the
streetith a banjo on my knee,'" she was singing in a low
off-key murmurScarlett allowed herself to be led like a
sleepwalker
In time, she found herself standing inside a door, looking at a tall
elegant woman with shining white hair crowning a lined lovely face
"Dear Eleanor," said Eulalie"You've brought Scarlett," said Mrs"My dear child," she said to Scarlett, "you look so pale
She put her hands lightly on Scarlett's shoulders and bent to kiss her
cheekScarlett closed her eyesThe faint scent of lemon verbena
surrounded her, floating gently from Eleanor Butler's cc chanel logo earrings silk gown and
silken hairIt was the fragrance that had always been part of Ellen
O'Hara, the scent for Scarlett of comfort, of safety, of love, of life
before the War
Scarlett felt her eyes spilling uncontrollable tears"There, there,"
Rhett's mother said"It's all right, my dearWhatever it is, it's
all right nowYou've come home at lastI've been longing for you to
come She put her arms around her daughter-in-law and held her
close
leanor Butler was a Southern ladyHer slow, soft voice and indolent,
graceful movements disguised a formidable energy and efficiency
Ladies were trained from birth to be decorative, to be sympathetic and
fascinated listeners, to be appealingly helpless and empty-headed and
admiringThey were also trained to manage the intricate and
demanding
responsibilities of huge houses and large, often warring, staffs of
servants-while always cartier tank watch making it seem that the house, the garden, the
kitchen, the servants ran themselves flawlessly while the lady of the
house concentrated on matching colors of silk for her delicate
embroideryWhen the deprivations of war reduced the staffs of thirty
or forty to one or two, the demands on women increased
exponentially,
but the expectations remained the sameThe battered houses must
continue to welcome guests, shelter families, sparkle with clean
windows and shining brass, and have a well-groomed, imperturbable,
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accomplished mistress at leisure in the drawing roomSomehow the
ladies of the South did itEleanor soothed Scarlett with gentle words
and fragrant tea, flattered Pauline by asking her opinion of the desk
recently installed in the drawing room, diverted Eulalie with a plea to
taste the pound cake and judge if the extract of vanilla bean was
strong chanel white watches enoughShe also murmured to Manigo, her manservant, that
her
maid Celie would help him and Scarlett's maid transfer Scarlett's
things from her aunts' house to the big bedroom overlooking the
garden
where MrIn under ten minutes, everything had been
accomplished to move Scarlett without opposition, or injured feelings,
or interruption to the even rhythm of the tranquil life under Eleanor
Butler's roofScarlett felt like a girl again, safe from all harm,
sheltered by a mother's all-powerful loveShe gazed at Eleanor
through misted, admiring eyesThis was what she wanted to be, had
always meant to be, a lady like her mother, like Eleanor Butler
Ellen O 'Hara had instructed her to be a lady, had planned for it and
wanted itI can do it now, Scarlett told herselfI can make up for
all the mistakes I madeI can make Mother proud of meWhen she
was
a child, Mammy had louis vuitton gm bag described heaven to her as a land of clouds like
big
feather mattresses where angels rested, amusing themselves by
looking
down at the goings-on below through cracks in the skyEver since her
mother died, Scarlett had had an uncomfortable childish conviction
that
Ellen was watching her with unhappy concernI'll make it all better
now, she promised her motherEleanor's affectionate welcome had,
for
the moment, erased all the fears and memories that filled her heart
and
mind when she saw the Yankee soldiersIt had even wiped out
Scarlett's unacknowledged anxiety about her decision to follow Rhett
to
CharlestonShe felt safe and loved and invincibleShe could do
anything, everythingShe would win Rhett's love
again
She would be the lady Ellen always meant for her to beShe would be
admired and respected and adored by everyoneAnd she would
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She turned away from the
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29th August 2010, 17:58 |
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She turned away from the
view of the jumpingShe needed three more plow horsesWhile her
eyes accustomed themselves to the shaded interior of the tent,
Scarlett
leaned against one of the thick tent supportsShe was starting to get
tiredAnd she was only half done"Where is this Pegasus of yours,
Bart? I don't see anything flying over the jumps Scarlett's hands
reached for the thick supportThat sounded like
Rhett's voice"If you brought me on a wild goose chaseIt is! It
is!
I can't be mistakenNo one else in the world sounds like RhettShe
turned quickly, looking into the sunlit square, blinkIngIsn't it? It is, I'm sure it isIf only he'd say chanel j12 something
else, turn his headHe's got no reason to be in
IrelandBut I couldn't be wrong about that voiceHe turned to speak
to the slightly built fair-haired man beside himHer
knuckles were white against her hands, so tightly was she holding on
to
the postThe other man said something, pointed
with hiscrop, and Rhett noddedThen the fair-haired man walked
away,
out of her sight, and ,55 Rhett was there aloneScarlett stood in the
shadow, looking out to the lightDon't move, she ordered herself
when
he started to walk awayBut she couldn't obeyShe burst from the
shadows and ran after him"Rhett!" He stopped awkwardly, Rhett
who
was never clumsy, fendi spy bags and he spun aroundAn expression she couldn't
recognize flickered on his face, and his dark eyes seemed very bright
beneath the shading bill of hiscapThen he smiled the mocking smile
she knew so well"You do turn up in the most unexpected places,
Scarlett," he saidHe's laughing at me, and I don't careI don't
care about anything as long as he'll say my name and stand near me
She could hear her own heart beating
"Hello, Rhett," she said, "how are you?" She knew it was a foolish,
inadequate thing to say, but she had to say somethingRhett's mouth
twitched"I'm remarkably well for a dead man," he drawled, "or was I
mistaken? I thought I glimpsed a coco chanel jewelry widow at the dock in CharlestonI had to say somethingI wasn't married, I mean I didn't
have a husband-"
"Don't try to explain, Scarlett
It's not your forte
"Forty? What are you talking about?" Was he being mean? Please
don't
be mean, RhettWhat brings you to Ireland? I
thought you were in England
"What made you think that?" Why are we standing here making
conversation about nothing at all? Why can't I think? Why am I
saying
these stupid things? "You didn't get off the ship in Boston
Scarlett's heart leapt to the meaning of what he'd saidHe'd taken
the trouble to find out where she was going, he cared about her, he
wanted to keep her from omega olympic watch disappearingHappiness flooded her heart
"May I assume from your cheerful attire that you're no longer
mourning
my death?" said Rhett"Shame on you, Scarlett, I'm not yet cold in
my grave) She looked down in horror at her peasant clothes, then up
at his impeccably tailored hacking jacket and perfectly tied white
stock
Why did he always have to make her feel like a fool? Why couldn't she
at least feel angry? Because she loved himWhether he believed it or
didn't, it was the truthWithout planning or thought of consequences,
Scarlett looked at the man who had been her husband for so many
years
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28th August 2010, 01:50 |
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She had
to get out of the houseShe was convinced she could smell bacon
frying in the kitchenShe walked with her aunts around the square of
green in front of the house, then the short distance to the next
square, around it, then to the next square, and the next and the
next
By the time they returned to the house she was dragging her feet
almost
as much as Eulalie was, and she was positive that she'd walked
through
or around every single one of the twenty-some squares that dotted
Savannah and gave it its claim to unique charmShe was also positive
that she was half-starved to death and bored to screaming-pointBut
at least it was time for dinner She couldn't remember ever tasting
fish that was quite so deliciousWhat a relief! Scarlett dolce purse thought
when Eulalie and Pauline went upstairs for their after-dinner napsA
little of their reminiscences of Savannah goes a long wayA lot of it
could drive a person to murderShe wandered restlessly through the
big house picking up bits of china and silver from tables and putting
them back without really seeing themWhy was the Mother Superior
being so difficult? Why wouldn't she talk to her at least?
Why on earth would a woman like that have to spend a whole day in
retreat, even a holy day like Ash Wednesday? Surely a Mother
Superior
was already as good as a person could beWhy did she need to spend
a
day in prayer and fasting? Fasting! Scarlett ran back to the drawing
room to look at the tall clockIt couldn't be only four o'clockIt was seven minutes to louis vuitton kabelky fourAnd there'd be nothing at all to
eat until dinnertime tomorrowNo, it wasn't possibleIt didn't make
senseScarlett walked to the bell pull and jerked it four times"Go
put your coat on," she told Pansy when the girl came running
"Miss Scarlett, how come we going to the bakery? Cook, she say
bakery
stuff ain't fit to eatShe does all the baking her own self
"I don't care what Cook saysAnd if you tell one single soul we've
been here, I'll skin you alive Scarlett ate two cookies and a dinner
roll in the storeShe carried two sacks of baked goods home and up
to
her room, hiding them under her capeA telegram had been placed
neatly in the center of her bureauScarlett dropped the sacks of
breads and cookies on the floor and ran to get It"Henry chanel white bag Hamilton,"
it said as signatureDamn! She'd thought it was from Rhett, begging
her to come home or telling her that he was on his way to fetch her
She crumpled the flimsy paper angrily in her fistThen she smoothed
it outBetter see what Uncle Henry had to sayAs she read the
message, Scarlett began to smileYOUR TELEGRAM RECEIVED STOP
ALSO
LARGE BANK DRAEr FROM YOUR HUSBAND STOP WHAT FOOLISHNESS
IS THIS
QUESTION MARK RHETr ASKED ME TO NOTIEY HIM YOUR
WHEREAB0UTS STOP LETTER
F0LL0WS STOP HENRY HAMELTON So Rhett was looking for herJust
what
she'd expectedHah! She'd been so right to come to SavannahShe
hoped Uncle Henry had had the sense to tell Rhett right away and by
telegram, not letterWhy, he might be reading his right this minute,
just like she was replica fendi spy reading hersScarlett hummed a waltz tune and
danced around the room holding the telegram against her heartHe
might even be on his way nowThe train from Charleston arrived just
about this time of dayShe ran to the mirror to smooth her hair and
pinch color into her cheeksShould she change her dress? No, Rhett
would notice, and it would make him think she wasn't doing anything
except wait for himShe rubbed toilet water on her throat and
templesHer eyes, she saw, were glowing
green
like a prowling cat'sShe'd have to remember to drop her lashes over
themShe took a stool to the window, seated herself where she'd be
hidden by the curtain but still able to see outAn hour later, Rhett
hadn't comeScarlett's small white teeth tore at a roll from the
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?Oh! you do not consider how much we have wound... |
27th August 2010, 14:37 |
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?Oh! you do not consider how much we have wound aboutWe
have taken such a very serpentine course, and the wood itself must
be half a mile long in a straight line, for we have never seen the end
of it yet since we left the first great path
?But if you remember, before we left that first great path, we saw
directly to the end of itWe looked down the whole vista, and saw it
closed by iron gates, and it could not have been more than a furlong
in length
?Oh! I know nothing of your furlongs, but I am sure it is a very long
wood, and that we have been winding in and out ever since we came
into it; and therefore, when I say that we have walked a mile in it, I
must speak within compass
?We have been exactly a quarter of an hour here,? said Edmund,
taking out his watch?Do you think we are walking four miles an
hour??
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?Oh! do not attack me with your watchA watch is always too fast
or too slowI cannot be dictated to by a watch
A few steps farther brought them out at the bottom of the very
walk they had been talking of; and standing back, well shaded and
sheltered, and looking over a ha-ha into the park, was a comfortable-
sized bench, on which they all sat down
?I am afraid you are dolce and gabbana bags very tired, -bleep-,? said Edmund, observing
her; ?why would not you speak sooner? This will be a bad day?s
amusement for you if you are to be knocked upEvery sort of exercise
fatigues her so soon, Miss Crawford, except riding
?How abominable in you, then, to let me engross her horse as I
did all last week! I am ashamed of you and of myself, but it shall
never happen again
?Your attentiveness and consideration makes me more sensible of
my own neglectFanny?s interest seems in safer hands with you than
with me
?That she should be tired now, however, gives me no surprise; for
there is nothing in the course of one?s duties so fatiguing as what we
have been doing this morning: seeing a great house, dawdling from
one room to another, straining one?s eyes and one?s attention, hearing
what one does not understand, admiring what one does not
care forIt is generally allowed to be the greatest bore in the world,
and Miss Price has found it so, though she did not know it
?I shall soon be rested,? said -bleep-; ?to sit in the shade on a fine
day, and look upon verdure, is the most perfect refreshment
After sitting a little while Miss Crawford was up again?I must
move,? said she; ?resting fatigues meI have looked chanel earrings across the ha-ha
till I am wearyI must go and look through that iron gate at the
same view, without being able to see it so well
Edmund left the seat likewise?Now, Miss Crawford, if you will
look up the walk, you will convince yourself that it cannot be half a
mile long, or half half a mile
?It is an immense distance,? said she; ?I see that with a glance
He still reasoned with her, but in vainShe would not calculate,
she would not compareShe would only smile and assertThe greatest
degree of rational consistency could not have been more engaging,
and they talked with mutual satisfactionAt last it was agreed that
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they should endeavour to determine the dimensions of the wood by
walking a little more about itThey would go to one end of it, in the
line they were then in?for there was a straight green walk along
the bottom by the side of the ha-ha?and perhaps turn a little way
in some other direction, if it seemed likely to assist them, and be
back in a few minutesFanny said she was rested, and would have
moved too, but this was not sufferedEdmund urged her remaining
where she was with an earnestness which she could not resist, and
she was left on the bench to think with mulberry bayswater bag pleasure of her cousin?s care,
but with great regret that she was not strongerShe watched them
till they had turned the corner, and listened till all sound of them
had ceased
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CHAPTER X
A QUARTER OF AN HOUR, twenty minutes, passed away, and -bleep-
was still thinking of Edmund, Miss Crawford, and herself, without
interruption from any oneShe began to be surprised at being left
so long, and to listen with an anxious desire of hearing their steps
and their voices againShe listened, and at length she heard; she
heard voices and feet approaching; but she had just satisfied herself
that it was not those she wanted, when Miss Bertram, MrCrawford issued from the same path which
she had trod herself, and were before her
?Miss Price all alone? and ?My dear -bleep-, how comes this?? were
the first salutations?Poor dear -bleep-,? cried her
cousin, ?how ill you have been used by them! You had better have
staid with us
Then seating herself with a gentleman on each side, she resumed
the conversation which had engaged them before, and discussed the
possibility of improvements with much animationNothing was
fixed on; but Henry Crawford was full of ideas and projects, and,
generally speaking, whatever he chanel necklace proposed was immediately approved,
first by her, and then by MrRushworth, whose principal business
seemed to be to hear the others, and who scarcely risked an original
thought of his own beyond a wish that they had seen his friend
Smith?s place
After some minutes spent in this way, Miss Bertram, observing
the iron gate, expressed a wish of passing through it into the park,
that their views and their plans might be more comprehensiveIt
was the very thing of all others to be wished, it was the best, it was
the only way of proceeding with any advantage, in Henry Crawford?s
opinion; and he directly saw a knoll not half a mile off, which would
give them exactly the requisite command of the houseGo therefore
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they must to that knoll, and through that gate; but the gate was
lockedRushworth wished he had brought the key; he had been
very near thinking whether he should not bring the key; he was
determined he would never come without the key again; but still
this did not remove the present evilThey could not get through;
and as Miss Bertram?s inclination for so doing did by no means
lessen, it ended in MrRushworth?s declaring outright that he would
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26th August 2010, 01:28 |
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As a punishment he's
selling the little boat the boy loves so much
"That's cruel!" Scarlett exclaimed"The boy will get it backNow let's get to supper before all the oysters are gone
For once in your life, Scarlett, you're going to have more food than
you can possibly eat
Even ladies gorge themselvesThe Season is over,
and it's almost Lent It was shortly after two when the doors to the
Hibernian Hall openedThe young black torch boys were yawning
when
they took their positions to light the revellers outAs their torches
were lit, the dark waiting streetcar on Meeting Street came to life on
its tracksThe driver turned up the blue-globed lamp on its roof and
the tallchimneyed lanterns by the doorsThe horses stamped their
feet
and bobbed omega geneve their headsA white-aproned man swept the canvas
walkway
free of the scattering of leaves that had accumulated then slid back
the long iron bolt and swung wide the gatesHe disappeared into the
shadows just as the sound of voices poured from the buildingFor
three blocks along the street carriages waited to move in turn to
collect their passengers"Wake up, they're coming," Ezekiel growled
to the sleeping boys in the footman liveryThey jerked at his prodding
finger, then grinned and scrambled down from their resting place at
his feetPeople came pouring through the open doors, talking,
laughing, pausing on the porch, reluctant to see the end of the
eveningAs they did every year, they said that this had been the best
Saint Cecilia ever, the best replica pasha cartier orchestra, the best food, the best punch,
the best time they had ever hadThe streetcar driver spoke to
his horses
"I'll get you to your stable, boys, don't you fret He pulled the
handle near his head and the brightly polished bell beside the blue
light clanged its summons"Good night, good night," cried obedient
riders to the people on the porch and first one couple, then three,
then a laughing avalanche of young people ran along the white canvas
pathTheir elders smiled and made comments about the tirelessness
of
youthThey moved at a slower, more dignified pace
In some cases their dignity failed to hide a certain unsteadiness of
the legsScarlett plucked Rhett's sleeve"Oh, do let's ride the car,
RhettThe air feels so good and the carriage gucci faux will be stuffy
"There's a long walk after we get offI'd love to walk some He took a deep breath of the
fresh night air"I would, too," he saidGo on to
the car and save us a place * * They hadn't far to rideThe
streetcar turned east on Broad Street, only a block away, then moved
grandly through the silent city to the end of Broad in front of the
Post Office buildingIt was a merry, noisy continuation of the
party
Almost everyone on the crowded car joined in the song started by
three
laughing men when the car teetered around the corner"Oh, the Rock
Island Line, it 0 a mtyfiIe line! The Rock Island Line, it 0 the road
to ride Musically the performance left much to be desired but the
singers neither knew nor caredScarlett and Rhett sang as chanel earrings loudly as
the restWhen they stepped down from the car she continued to join
in
every time the chorus was repeated"Get your ticket at the station
for the Rock Island Line Rhett and three other volunteers helped the
driver unharness the horses, lead them to the opposite end of the car,
and rehitch them for the journey back along Broad then up Meeting to
the terminalThey returned waves and cries of "good night" as the
car
moved away, taking the singers with it"Do you suppose they know
any
other song?"
Scarlett asked"They don't even know that one, and
to
tell the truth neither do IIt didn't seem to make much differenceThen she put her hand over her mouthHer giggle
had sounded very loud now that "The Rock Island Line" was faint chanel white bag in
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26th August 2010, 01:28 |
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As a punishment he's
selling the little boat the boy loves so much
"That's cruel!" Scarlett exclaimed"The boy will get it backNow let's get to supper before all the oysters are gone
For once in your life, Scarlett, you're going to have more food than
you can possibly eat
Even ladies gorge themselvesThe Season is over,
and it's almost Lent It was shortly after two when the doors to the
Hibernian Hall openedThe young black torch boys were yawning
when
they took their positions to light the revellers outAs their torches
were lit, the dark waiting streetcar on Meeting Street came to life on
its tracksThe driver turned up the blue-globed lamp on its roof and
the tallchimneyed lanterns by the doorsThe horses stamped their
feet
and bobbed new omega watches their headsA white-aproned man swept the canvas
walkway
free of the scattering of leaves that had accumulated then slid back
the long iron bolt and swung wide the gatesHe disappeared into the
shadows just as the sound of voices poured from the buildingFor
three blocks along the street carriages waited to move in turn to
collect their passengers"Wake up, they're coming," Ezekiel growled
to the sleeping boys in the footman liveryThey jerked at his prodding
finger, then grinned and scrambled down from their resting place at
his feetPeople came pouring through the open doors, talking,
laughing, pausing on the porch, reluctant to see the end of the
eveningAs they did every year, they said that this had been the best
Saint Cecilia ever, the best omega de ville men's watches orchestra, the best food, the best punch,
the best time they had ever hadThe streetcar driver spoke to
his horses
"I'll get you to your stable, boys, don't you fret He pulled the
handle near his head and the brightly polished bell beside the blue
light clanged its summons"Good night, good night," cried obedient
riders to the people on the porch and first one couple, then three,
then a laughing avalanche of young people ran along the white canvas
pathTheir elders smiled and made comments about the tirelessness
of
youthThey moved at a slower, more dignified pace
In some cases their dignity failed to hide a certain unsteadiness of
the legsScarlett plucked Rhett's sleeve"Oh, do let's ride the car,
RhettThe air feels so good and the carriage prada clutch will be stuffy
"There's a long walk after we get offI'd love to walk some He took a deep breath of the
fresh night air"I would, too," he saidGo on to
the car and save us a place * * They hadn't far to rideThe
streetcar turned east on Broad Street, only a block away, then moved
grandly through the silent city to the end of Broad in front of the
Post Office buildingIt was a merry, noisy continuation of the
party
Almost everyone on the crowded car joined in the song started by
three
laughing men when the car teetered around the corner"Oh, the Rock
Island Line, it 0 a mtyfiIe line! The Rock Island Line, it 0 the road
to ride Musically the performance left much to be desired but the
singers neither knew nor caredScarlett and Rhett sang as louis vuitton backpacks loudly as
the restWhen they stepped down from the car she continued to join
in
every time the chorus was repeated"Get your ticket at the station
for the Rock Island Line Rhett and three other volunteers helped the
driver unharness the horses, lead them to the opposite end of the car,
and rehitch them for the journey back along Broad then up Meeting to
the terminalThey returned waves and cries of "good night" as the
car
moved away, taking the singers with it"Do you suppose they know
any
other song?"
Scarlett asked"They don't even know that one, and
to
tell the truth neither do IIt didn't seem to make much differenceThen she put her hand over her mouthHer giggle
had sounded very loud now that "The Rock Island Line" was faint cheap chanel purses in
the
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