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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    7:30 pm
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    "I'm a mockey," the kid had said
    "All right," Lydon had told him, "spell it' "
    The kid had stammered, "M-o-c-c-i
    What a roar that had been, Gallagher thoughtThe dumb kid had been so afraid he must have crapped his pantsGallagher remembered how Lydon had got on the prada bag police forceWhat a break that had been for him; with a little luck he could have got a job like that tooBut of all the work he had done in his spare time for the Democratic Club, he hadn't got anything for itWhat was wrong? He wanted to do big thingsHe would even have got a job in the post office if it hadn't been for that Alderman Shapiro and his fuggin nephew Abie or JakieGallagher felt a deep earrings chanel resentmentThere was always something to beat himHe felt his mute anger growing, and because it gave him a rich satisfaction to say it, he burst out suddenly, "I see we got a couple of fuggin Yids in the platoonHe knew one of Gallagher's tirades was beginning and it bored him"Yeah," he sighed, "they're sonsofbitches just like the rest of us
    Gallagher turned on him"They only been in one week and omega seamaster watch already they're lousin' up the platoon
    "Ah don't know," Wilson murmured; "that Roth ain't much good, but the other fellow, that Goldstein or Goldberg or whatever the hell his name is, he ain't a bad boyAh was workin' with him today, and we got to talkin' about the best way to lay down a corduroy
    "I wouldn't trust a fuggin one of them," Gallagher said fiercely
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    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
    7:34 pm
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    her, and be poor and miserableGod grant that her influence do not
    make him cease to be respectable!” She looked over the letter again
    “‘So very fond of me!’ ’tis nonsense allShe loves nobody but herself
    372
    Mansfield Park
    and her brotherHer friends leading her astray for years! She is quite
    as likely to have led them astrayThey have all, perhaps, been corrupting
    one another; but if they are so much fonder of her than she
    is of them, she is the less likely to have been hurt, except by their
    flattery‘The only chloe dior woman in the world whom he could ever think
    of as a wifeIt is an attachment to govern his
    whole lifeAccepted or refused, his heart is wedded to her for ever
    ‘The loss of Mary I must consider as comprehending the loss of
    Crawford and Fanny Edmund, you do not know meThe families
    would never be connected if you did not connect them! Oh! write,
    writeLet there be an end of this suspenseFix,
    commit, condemn yourself
    Such sensations, however, were too near akin to resentment to be
    long guiding Fanny’s soliloquiesShe was soon more santos cartier softened and
    sorrowfulHis warm regard, his kind expressions, his confidential
    treatment, touched her stronglyHe was only too good to everybody
    It was a letter, in short, which she would not but have had for
    the world, and which could never be valued enoughThis was the
    end of it
    Everybody at all addicted to letter-writing, without having much
    to say, which will include a large proportion of the female world at
    least, must feel with Lady Bertram that she was out of luck in having
    such a capital piece of Mansfield news as the dior saddle certainty of the
    Grants going to Bath, occur at a time when she could make no
    advantage of it, and will admit that it must have been very mortifying
    to her to see it fall to the share of her thankless son, and treated
    as concisely as possible at the end of a long letter, instead of having
    it to spread over the largest part of a page of her ownFor though
    Lady Bertram rather shone in the epistolary line, having early in her
    marriage, from the want of other employment, and the circumstance
    of Sir Thomas’s being in Parliament, got into Cartier Watches Tortue the way of
    making and keeping correspondents, and formed for herself a very
    creditable, common-place, amplifying style, so that a very little matter
    was enough for her: she could not do entirely without any; she must
    have something to write about, even to her niece; and being so soon
    to lose all the benefit of DrGrant’s gouty symptoms and MrsGrant’s
    morning calls, it was very hard upon her to be deprived of one of
    373
    Jane Austen
    the last epistolary uses she could put them to
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    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
    7:36 pm
    @@@@@Jacques! The “little brother” who had proved
    @@@@@Jacques! The “little brother” who had proved himself in a backwater town in the
    northern regions of Canada, proved himself beyond the knowledge and the understanding of his
    family, especially his beloved sisterA man who could kill in anger—who had killed in fury—and
    who would kill again if the sister he adored and her children were under the Jackal’s gunDavid
    believed in him—Jason Bourne believed in him, which was far more to the point
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    119
    Alex looked over at the telephone console, then quickly got out of the chairHe rushed to the
    desk, sat down, and touched the buttons that rewound the current tape, adjusting it to the spot where
    he wanted to pick it upHe went forward and back until he heard Gates’s panicked voiceGood Christ, I paid fifteen thousand—”
    No, not there, thought ConklinI can show you the bank withdrawals—”
    Later!
    “I hired a former judge who has contacts—”
    That’s itThey flew to the island of Montserrat—”
    Alex opened the drawer where he kept a sheet of paper with each number he had called during
    the past two days on the assumption that he might need specific ones quicklyHe saw the number
    in the Caribbean for Tranquility Inn, picked up the phone and dialedAfter more rings than seemed
    necessary, a voice thick with sleep answered
    “Tranquility—”
    “This is an emergency,” broke in Conklin“It’s urgent that I speak with John St
    “I’m sorry, sir, Mr
    “I’ve got to find himI repeat, it’s urgentWhere is he?”
    “On the big island—”
    “Montserrat?”
    “Yes—”
    “Where? He wants to talk to me—he has to talk to mePlease!”
    “A big wind came up from Basse-Terre and all flights are canceled until morning
    “A what?”
    “A tropical depression—”
    “Oh, a storm
    “We prefer a TD, sirJacques left a telephone number in Plymouth
    “What’s your name?” interrupted Alex suddenlyThe clerk replied Pritchard and Conklin
    continued: “I’m going to ask you a very delicate question, M
    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    7:38 pm
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    úabbed
    his finger at a Times on the deskThe hotel manager bowed to
    Scarlett
    His smile was quivering with the will to please"Such an honor for us,
    MrsI trust you'll accept a very particular suite, the finest
    in Galway, as the guest f the hermes purse managementDo you have baggage?
    A man will take it up Scarlett gestured to the porterThere was
    really a lot to be said or marrying an earl"Send this to my rooms In truth Scarlett didn't expect to need the
    rooms at allShe hoped she'd be able to get the afternoon train back
    to Dublin, maybe ladies rolex watches even the early afternoon train, then she'd have time
    to
    connect for he evening journey back up to TrimThank heavens for
    the
    long aysI'll have until ten tonight if I need it
    Now let's see if the nuns re as impressed by the Earl of Fenton as the
    hotel manager wasToo bad he's vintage omega watches ProtestantI guess I shouldn't have
    made Daisy Sims wear to keep everything a secretScarlett started
    toward the door to the squarePhew, what a melly crowdIt must be
    raining on their tweeds at the trackScarlett dged between two
    gesticulating, red-faced menShe bumped headlong into Sir omega quartz John
    Morland
    and hardly recognized himhe looked as f he were extremely ill
    There was no color in his normally ruddy ace and no light in his usually
    warm, interested eyesre you all right?" he seemed
    to have trouble bringing her face into focusOne too many and all that kind
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    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
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    His eyes tightened anxiously“Do you want that?”
    “I'd like a chance to say goodbye“I know, Wanda, I knowYou get some air and
    then come backWalter will be sleeping for a while
    I read his worn face, and I believed the sincerity there
    I nodded and carefully put Walter's head back on the pillowMaybe if I got away from new cartier this
    place for a little bit, I'd find a way to handle thisI wasn't sure how–I had no experience with
    real goodbyes
    Because I was in love with him, no matter that it was unwilling, I had to look at Jared before I
    leftMel wanted this, too, but wished that she could somehow exclude me from the process
    He was staring at meI had a omega sale feeling his eyes had been on me for a long timeHis face was
    carefully composed, but there was surprise and suspicion in there againWhat
    would be the point of acting out a charade now, even if I were that talented a liar? Walter
    would never stand up for me againI couldn'tsucker him anymore
    I met Jared's gaze for one long second, white chanel watch then turned to hurry down the pitch-black corridor that
    was brighter than his expression
    CHAPTER 32
    Ambushed
    The caves were quiet; the sun had not yet risenIn the big plaza, the mirrors were a pale gray
    with the coming dawn
    My few clothes were still in Jamie and Jared's roomI snuck in, glad that I knew where replica omega Jared
    was
    Jamie was sound asleep, curled into a tight ball in the top corner of the mattressHe didn't
    usually sleep so compactly, but he had good reason to at the momentIan was sprawled across
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    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
    7:28 pm
    @@@@@ He divided them up, taking the first shift
    @@@@@ He divided them up, taking the first shift at the flank gun himselfWilson volunteered to take the other gun"After Ah'm done, Ah'm gonna want to sleep right on through," Wilson said"Ah'm tired of gittin' up right when Ah'm havin' a good dream
    The men smiled wanly
    "An' listen," Croft added, "if any trouble starts, the men that are sleeping are to git up goddam fast and move to help usIt's only a couple of yards from our tents to Wilson's machine gun, and it ain't much further to mineIt shouldn't be takin' you all more than about three hours to reach us Again, a couple of men smiled"Okay, that's about it," Croft saidHe left them and walked over to his machine gun
    He sat down on the edge of the hole and peered through the bushes at the riverThe jungle completely surrounded him, and, now that he was no longer active, he felt very weary and a little depressedTo counteract this mood, he began to feel the various objects in the holeThere were three boxes of belt ammunition and a row of seven grenades lined up neatly at the base of the machine gunAt his feet were a box of flares and a flare gunHe picked it up and broke open the breech quietly, loaded it, and cocked itThen he set it down beside him
    A few shells murmured overhead and began to fallHe was a little surprised at how near they landed to the other side of the riverNot more than a few hundred yards away, the noise of their explosion was extremely loud; a few pieces of shrapnel lashed the leaves on the trees above himHe broke off a stalk from a plant and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly and reflectivelyHe guessed that the weapons platoon of A Company had fired, and he tried to determine which trail at the fork would lead to them in case he had to pull back his menNow he was patient and at ease; the danger of their position neutralized the anticipation for some combat he had felt earlier, and he was left cool and calm and very tired
    The mortar shells were falling perhaps fifty yards in front of the platoon at his left, and Croft spat quie
    Monday, December 27th, 2010
    7:33 pm
    @@@@@I need Rhett, and he's goneI need
    @@@@@I need Rhett, and he's goneI need you,
    and
    you're leaving me, tooShe lifted her head, wiped her tears away on
    her sleeve and straightened her aching shoulders
    The coals in the pot-bellied stove were nearly used up, and the bucket
    was emptyShe had to refill it, she had to feed the fire
    The room was beginning to chill, and Mammy must be kept warm
    Scarlett pulled the faded patchwork quilts up over Mammy's frail form,
    then she took the bucket out into the cold darkness of the yardShe
    hurried toward the coal bin, wishing she'd thought to put on a shawl
    There was no moon, only a crescent sliver lost behind a cloudThe air
    was heavy with night's moisture, and the few stars not hidden by
    clouds
    looked very far away and icy-brilliantThe blackness around her seemed formless,
    infinite
    She had rushed blindly into the center of the yard, and now she
    couldn't make out the familiar shapes of smoke-house and barn that
    should be nearbyShe turned in sudden panic, looking for the white
    bulk of the house she'd just leftBut it, too, was dark and
    formless
    No light showed anywhereIt was as if she were lost in a bleak and
    unknown and silent worldNothing was stirring in the night, not a
    leaf not a feather on a bird's wingTerror plucked at her taut
    nerves, and she wanted to runBut where to?
    Everywhere was alien darknessScarlett clenched her teethWhat
    kind
    of foolishness was this? I'm at home, at Tara, and the dark cold will
    be gone as soon as the sun's upShe forced a laugh; the shrill
    unnatural sound made her jumpThey do say it's always darkest
    before
    the dawn, she thoughtI reckon this is proof of it
    I've got the megrims, that's a
    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
    7:38 pm
    @@@@@ A fleck, a flash, an infinitesimal streak
    @@@@@ A fleck, a flash, an infinitesimal streak of deep red light from the darkness outside!
    Infrared! Arms extended, Bourne lunged at StJacques, propelling him off his feet, away from the
    balcony doors“Get out of there!” Jason roared in midair as both crashed to the floor, three
    successive snaps crackling the space above them as bullets thumped with finality into the walls of
    the villa
    “What the hell—”
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    162
    “He’s out there and he wants me to know it!” said Bourne, shoving his brother-in-law into the
    lower molding, crawling beside him, and reaching into the pocket of his guayabera“He knows
    who you are, so you’re the first corpse, the one he realizes will drive me to the edge because you’re
    Marie’s brother—you’re family and that’s what he’s holding over my headMy family!”
    “Jesus Christ! What do we do?”
    “I do!” replied Jason, pulling the second flare out of his pocket“I send him a messageThe
    message that tells him why I’m alive and why I will be when he’s deadStay where you are!”
    Bourne pulled his lighter out of his right pocket and ignited the flareScrambling, he raced across
    the balcony doors hurling the hissing, blinding missile out into the darknessTwo snaps followed,
    the bullets ricocheting off the tiled ceiling and shattering the mirror of a dressing table“He’s got a
    MAC-ten with a silencer,” said Medusa’s Delta, rolling into the wall, grabbing his inflamed neck as
    he did so“I have to get out of here!”
    “David, you’re hurt!”
    “That’s nice Jason Bourne got to his feet and raced to the door; slamming it back, he rushed
    into the villa’s living room, only to face a frowning Canadian physician
    “I heard some noise in there,” said the doctor“Is everything all right?”
    “I have to leave
    “Now, see here! There’s blood on your bandage, the sutures—”
    “Get your ass on the floor!”
    “You’re not twenty-one, MrWebb—”
    “Get out of my life!” shouted Bourne, running to the entrance, letting himself outside, and
    rushing up the lighted path toward the main complex, suddenly aware of the deafening steel band,
    its sound amplified throughout the grounds by a score of speakers nailed to the trees
    The undulating cacophony was overwhelming, and that was not to his disadvantage, thought
    JasonAngus McLeod had been true to his wordThe huge glass-enclosed circular dining room
    held the few remaining guests and the fewer staff, and that meant the Chameleon had to change
    colorsHe knew the mind of the Jackal as well as he knew his own, and that meant that the assassin
    would do exactly what he himself would do under the circumstancesThe hungry, salivating wolf
    went into the cave of its confused, rabid quarry and pulled out the prized piece of meatSo would
    he, shedding the skin of the mythical chameleon, revealing a much larger beast of prey—say, a
    Bengal tiger—which could rip a jackal apart in his jawsWhy were the images important? Why?
    He knew why, and it filled him with a feeling of emptiness, a longing for something that had
    passed—he was no longer Delta, the feared guerrilla of Medusa; nor was he the Jason Bourne of
    Paris and the Far
    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
    7:38 pm
    @@@@@I'm too old for all this drama he buried his
    @@@@@I'm too old for all this drama he buried his lips and his
    laughter in her tangled hairScarlett closed her eyes and rested
    against his broad chestSafe in the tower, safe in Rhett's embrace,
    she could afford her fatigue and reliefLuxurious weak tears of
    exhaustion ran down her cheeks, and her shoulders slumped
    Rhett held her close and stroked her backAfter a long time, his arms
    tightened with demand, and Scarlett felt new, thrilling energy race
    through her veinsShe lifted her face to his, and there was neither
    rest nor safety in the blinding ecstasy she felt when their lips met
    Her fingers combed his big hair, grabbed, held his head down and
    his mouth on hers until she felt faint and at the same time strong and
    fully aliveOnly the fear of waking Cat kept the wild cry of joy from
    bursting out of her throatWhen their kisses grew too urgent, Rhett
    broke awayhe gripped the stone sill of the window with corded,
    white-knuckled handsHis breathing was ragged
    "There are limits to a man's control, my pet," he said, "and the one
    thing I can think of that's more uncomfortable than a wet beach is a
    stone floor
    "Tell me you love me," Scarlett demanded"What
    makes
    you think that? I come to Ireland on those damned clanking chugging
    steamships so often because I like the climate here so muchThen she hit him on the shoulder with both fists"Tell me
    you love me Rhett trapped her wrists in a circle of his fingers"I
    love you, you abusive wench
    His expression hardened"And I'll kill that bastard Fenton if he
    tries to take you from me
    "Oh, Rhett, don't be sillyI don't even like LukeNe's a horrible,
    cold-blooded monst
    Friday, December 24th, 2010
    7:30 pm
    @@@@@“Because of the body you wear?” Wes glared
    @@@@@“Because of the body you
    wear?”
    Wes glared at him
    “Because ofme, ” I hissed
    “By whose definition?”
    “How about by yours? In my species, I am the one that bears youngIs that not female enough
    for you?”
    That stopped him short
    As you should,Melanie approvede's wrong, and he's being a pig about it
    We girls have to stick together
    “That's a story you've never told us,” Wes murmured, while Jared struggled for a rebuttal
    “How does that work?”
    Wes's olive-toned face darkened, as if he'd just realized he had spoken the words out loud“I
    mean, I guess you don't have to answer that, if I'm being rudeMy mood was swinging around wildly, out of controlSlaphappy, like Mel had said
    “No, you're not asking anything… inappropriateWe don't have such a complicated… elaborate
    setup as your species I laughed again, and then felt warmth in my faceI remembered only too
    clearly how elaborate it could be
    Get your mind out of the gutter
    It's your mind,I reminded her“There are only a few of us who are… MothersThat's what they call
    us, but it's just the potential to be one…” I was sober again, thinking of itThere were no
    Mothers, no surviving Mothers, only the memories of them
    “You have thatpotential? ” Jared asked stiffly
    I knew the others were listeningEven Doc had paused in the act of putting his ear to Kyle's
    chest
    I didn't answer his quest
    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
    7:30 pm
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    He got up and walked awayIn about fifteen minutes he returned grinningHe sat down beside Croft and Martinez, and began to poke gucci backpack at the ground with a twig he was holding"Listen," he said, "they's a little ole mess sergeant here who's got a still out in the woods yonderAh was talkin' to him, and Ah manipilated him into settin' us a price
    "How much?" Croft asked
    "Well, Ah'll tell ya," Wilson said, "it's kinda highHe been usin' canned peaches and apricots and rolex watches for sale raisins with lots of sugar and yeastHe let me sample it, an' it's goddam good
    "How much?" Croft asked again
    "Well, now, he wants twenty-five of them pounds for three canteens fullAh never could figger out them damn pounds, but Ah reckon it ain't much over fifty dollarsIt's all of eighty bucksThat's pretty steep for jus' three sale gucci handbags canteens"Yeah, but then what the hell, we're jus' gonna get our haids blown off tomorrow He paused and then added, "Ah tell ya, we can get Red and Gallagher in on it, and then it jus' makes five pound apiece 'cause they'll be five of usFive time five, twenty-five, ain't it?"
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    Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
    7:43 pm
    @@@@@I know we need lots of onions," Sally
    @@@@@I know we need
    lots of onions," Sally grabbed one of the brown paper bags from the
    table and began to drop onions into itScarlett watched with
    dismay
    Impulsively, she put her hand over the mouth of the bagBrewton, but those onions are no good
    "No good? How can onions be no good? They're not rotten or
    sprouting
    "These onions were dug up too soon," Scarlett explained"They look
    fine enough, but they won't have any flavorI know, because it's a
    mistake I made myselfWhen I had to run our place, I planted
    onions
    Since I didn't know anything about growing things, I dug up a batch as
    soon as the tops started to brown, afraid they were dying and would
    rotThey were pretty as pictures, and I was proud as a peacock,
    because most of my planting came out mighty sorryWe ate them
    boiled
    and stewed and in fricassee to help the taste of the squirrels and
    raccoonsBut they didn't have any bite to them at allLater, when I
    dug up the row to plant something else, I came across one I'd missed
    That one was what an onion's supposed to beThe fact is, they need
    time to flavor upI'll show you what a good onion should be like
    Scarlett sorted with expert eyes, hands, and nose through the baskets
    on the table"These are the ones you want," she said at lastHer
    chin was belligerentYou can figure me for a country bumpkin if you
    want to, she was thinking, but I'm not ashamed that I got my hands
    dirty when I had toYou high-toned Charlestonians think you're the
    be-all and end-all, but you're not"Thank you," said SallyHer eyes
    were thoughtfulI did you an injustice, Scarl
    Sunday, December 19th, 2010
    7:40 pm
    @@@@@“Holland called me a few minutes ago and
    @@@@@“Holland called me a few minutes ago and said it was on its way overHe knew you had
    to see itIt was picked up from Radio Moscow during the night and will be on all the broadcasts
    and in the morning papers
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    408
    “Give it to me!” she shouted defiantlyHe did so and gently held her shoulders, prepared to take
    her in his arms and give what comfort he couldShe read the copy rapidly, then shook off his
    hands, frowning, and walked back to the couch and sat downHer concentration was absolute; she
    placed the paper on the coffee table and studied it as though it were an archaeological find, a scroll
    perhapsI don’t know what to say—you know how I felt about him
    “Yes, I know, JohnnyJacques’s astonishment, his sister looked up at him, a thin,
    wan smile appearing on her lips“But it’s a little early for our tears, Bro
    Jason Bourne’s alive and up to his tricks and that means David’s alive, too
    My God, she can’t accept it, thought the brother, walking to the couch and kneeling beside the
    coffee table in front of Marie, taking her hands in his“Sis, honey, I don’t think you understandI’ll
    do everything possible to help you, but you’ve got to understand
    “Bro, you’re very sweet but you haven’t read this closely—really closelyThe impact of the
    message detracts from the subtextIn economics we call it obfuscation with a cloud of smoke and a
    couple of mirrorsJacques released her hands and stood up“What are you talking about?”
    Marie picked up the Langley communiqué and scanned it“After several confused, even
    contradictory, accounts of what happened,” she said, “described by people on the scene at this
    armory, or whatever it is, the following is buried in the last paragraph‘Among the personal effects
    found on the slain assassin’s body was a map of Brussels and the surrounding area with the town of
    Anderlecht circled in red Then it goes on to make the obvious connection with Teagarten’s
    assassinationIt’s a wash, Johnny, from two points of viewFirst, David would never carry such
    a
    Saturday, December 18th, 2010
    7:35 pm
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    @@@@@But the older girl's
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    I scanned the storyIn addition to the stuff on
    view, Eastlake had found various eating utensils
    four cups he claimed were "Italianate"a box of gears (whatever that might
    mean)and nails without numberHe had also
    663
    found half a China ManNot a Chinaman; a China
    ManIt wasn't pictured, at least not that I could
    seeThe story said Eastlake had been diving on
    the eroded reefs west of Duma Key for fifteen
    years, sometimes to fish, often just to relaxHe
    said he had found all sorts of litter, but nothing
    of interestHe said that the Alice (he called it
    that) had generated some remarkably big waves, and
    they must have shifted the sand inside the reef
    just enough to reveal what he called "a dumping
    field
    "He doesn't call it a wreck," I said
    "It wasn't," Wireman saidHe
    didn't find one, and neither did the dozens of
    people who helped him try to recover the bodies of
    his little girlsThey would have
    found a wreck if there was a wreck to find; the
    water on the southwest end of the Key is no more
    than twenty-five feet deep all the way out to what
    remains of Kitt Reef, and it's pretty clear now
    Back then it was like turquoise glass
    "Any theories about how it came to be there?"
    "SureThe best is that some boat close to
    foundering came blowing in a hundred, two hundred,
    664
    three hundred years before, shedding shit as it
    cameOr maybe the crew was tossing stuff
    overboard to stay afloatThey made repairs after
    the storm was over and went on their wayIt would
    explain why there was a swath of detritus for
    Eastlake to find, and also why none of it was
    particularly valuableTreasure would have stayed
    with the ship
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    Saturday, December 4th, 2010
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    CHAPTER NINE
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    I wish I could say acquiring wealth was easy for me, but it wasn't
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