Sunday, October 31st, 2010

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2:23a	@@@@@I don’t worry for myself, the pain will @@@@@I don’t worry for myself, the pain will end, you see, but I worry about youYou, forever better than your circumstances, Michel— No, no, you are Jean Pierre, I must not forget thatStill, I must concern myselfThis place, these extraordinary lodgings, this attentionI think you will pay a terrible price, my dear “Why do you say that?” “It’s all so grand “You concern yourself too deeply “No, you deceive yourself too easilyMy brother, Claude, has always said you take too much from the monseigneurOne day the bill will be presented to you “Your brother, Claude, is a sweet old man with feathers in his headIt’s why the monseigneur gives him only the most insignificant assignmentsYou send him out for a paper in Montparnasse he ends up in Marseilles not knowing how he got there The telephone inside the villa rang, interrupting the Jackal’s man“Our new friend will get it,” he said “She’s a strange one,” added the old woman “She works for the monseigneur Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 81 “Really?” “I haven’t had time to tell youShe will relay his instructions The uniformed nurse, her light brown hair pulled severely back into a bun, appeared in the doorway“Monsieur, it is Paris,” she said, her wide gray eyes conveying an urgency missing in her low, understated voice The Jackal’s courier walked inside, following the nurse to the telephoneShe picked it up and handed it to him“This is Jean Pierre Fontaine “Blessings upon you, child of God,” said the voice several thousand miles (Comment on this)
2:39a	@@@@@It’s crazy how it all dovetails and feeds @@@@@It’s crazy how it all dovetails and feeds upon itself, isn’t it? What did you call it? The merry-go-round of guiltWhere does it stop?” “Now,” said Holland, sitting up in the seat, straightening his back and shouldersHe picked up the limousine telephone, punched two numbers and spoke“Drop us off in Vienna, pleaseAnd when you’ve done that, go find a Chinese restaurant and bring us back the best they’ve got Frankly, I’m partial to spare ribs and lemon chicken Holland proved to be half rightThe first hearing of Panov’s session under the serum was agonizing to listen to, the voice devastating, the emotional content blurring the information, especially for anyone who knew the psychiatristThe second hearing, however, produced instantaneous concentration, engendered without question by the very pain they heardThere was no time to indulge in personal feelings; the information was suddenly everythingBoth men began taking copious notes on legal pads, frequently stopping and replaying numerous sections for clarity and understandingThe third hearing refined the salient points further; by the end of the fourth, both Alex and Peter Holland had thirty to forty pages of notes apieceThey spent an additional hour in silence, each going over his own analysis “Are you ready?” asked the CIA’s director from the couch, a pencil in his hand “Sure,” said Conklin, seated at the desk with his various electronic equipment, the tape machine at his elbow “Any opening remarks?” “Yes,” replied Alex“Ninety-nine point forty-four percent of what we listened to gives us nothing, except to tell us what a terrific prober this Walsh isHe hopscotched around picking up cues faster than I could find them, and I wasn’t exactly an amateur when it came to interrogations “Agreed,” said Holland“I wasn’t so bad either, especially with a blunt instrument “Better than that, but that doesn’t concern usWhat he pulled out of Mo does—again with a ‘but It’s not in Panov’s recapturing what he revealed because we have to assume he revealed almost everything I told himInstead, it’s in what he repeated having heard Conklin separated several page (Comment on this)

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