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"You could go to Ennis, now, if you had a mind...
| "You could go to Ennis, now, if you had a mind toThat's to
Athenry, then southTwo new carriages that train has, very done they
are too, say the ladies or there's the Kildare train, you'll not be
able to take that one, the whistle's already soundedTuam, now, it's
a short trip and more north than east, but the engine's the finest of
all on the Great Western line madam?" Scarlett was shedding tears
all over the uniform of the man at the barrier to the trackI
only got the telegram two minutes ago, my husband's been run over
by a
milk dray, I've got to get that train to Kildare!" It would take her
more than halfway to Trim and BallyharaShe'd walk the rest of the
way if she had to
Every stop was tortureWhy couldn't they hurry? hurry, hurry, hurry,
said her mind with the clack-clack of the wheelsHer case was in the
best wholesale tiffany suite in Galway's Railway Note], in the convent soreeyed nuns
were
putting the final tiny stitches into exquisite laceShe must be home, waiting, when Rhett arrivedIf only
John
Morland hadn't taken so long to tell her about everything, she could
have been on the Dublin trainRhett might even be on it, he could
have been going anywhere when he left Bart's boxIt took nearly
three
and a half hours to get to Moate, where Scarlett got out of the
train
It was after four, but at least she was on her way, instead of on the
train that was just leaving Galway"Where can I buy a good horse?"
she asked the station master"I don't care what it costs, as long as
it has a saddle and bridle and speed She had almost fifty miles
still to goThe owner of the horse wanted to bargainWasn't that
half the pleasure of the selling? he asked his very cheap chanel bags friends in the King's
Coach bar after he bought a pint for every man thereThe crazy
woman
had thrown gold sovereigns at him and gone off like the devil was on
her trailAstride! he didn't want to say how much lace she was
showing nor how much leg with no decent covering to it at all, only a
silk stocking and some boots not thick enough to walk on a floor with,
never even to imagine resting in a stirrupScarlett led the limping
horse across the bridge into Mullingar just before seven o'clockAt
the livery stable she handed the reins to a groom
"Ne's not lame, just winded and with a weakness," she said"Cool him
down slowly and he'll be as good as he ever was, not that he was ever
muchI'll give him to you if you'll sell me one of the hunters you
keep for the officers at the fortDon't tell me you don't have any,
I've rolex wrist watches hunted with some of the officers, and I know where they rented
their mountsChange over this saddle in under five minutes and
there's an extra guinea for you By ten after seven she was on her
way, with twenty-six miles ahead and directions for a shortcut if she
went cross-country instead of following the roadShe rode past Trim
Castle and onto the road to Ballyhara at nine o'clockEvery muscle in
her body ached, and her bones felt splinteredBut she was only a
little over three miles from home, and the misty twilight was gentle
and soft on eyes and skinA gentle rain began to fallScarlett
leaned forward, patted the horse's neck "A good walk around and
rubdown
and the best hot mash in Counrv Meath for you, whatever your name
is
You took those jumps like championNow we'll trot home easy, you
deserve the rest half-closed her cartier replica watches eyes and let her head lollShe'd
sleep tonight she'd never slept beforeNard to believe she'd been in
Dublin morning and crossed Ireland twice since breakfastThere was
the wooden bridge over the Knightsbrookover the bridge I'm on
BallyharaOnly a mile to the town, a mile through it to the
crossroad, then up the drive and I've made Five minutes, not much
more
than thatShe sat up straight, her tongue against her teeth, urged
the horse with her heelsBallyhara town's up
ahead, and there no lights in the windowsUsually the bars are
glowing like by nowScarlett kicked with the heels of her battered,
delicate c bootsShe had passed the first five dark houses before she
saw group of men at the crossroads in front of the Big house dt?
RedcoatsWhat did they think they were doing in her She'd
told them before, she didn't want them black chanel handbags her |
Posted: 8:29 AM, Saturday, March 6, 2010 |
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