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Friday, December 31st, 2010

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    9:50a
    @@@@@There must be a sort of shyness; but I
    @@@@@There must be a
    sort of shyness; but I cannot recollect that our evenings formerly
    were ever merry, except when my uncle was in townNo young
    people’s are, I suppose, when those they look up to are at home”
    “I believe you are right, Fanny,” was his reply, after a short consideration
    “I believe our evenings are rather returned to what they
    were, than assuming a new characterThe novelty was in their being
    livelyYet, how strong the impression that only a few weeks will
    give! I have been feeling as if we had never lived so before
    “I suppose I am graver than other people,” said Fanny“The evenings
    do not appear long to meI love to hear my uncle talk of the
    West IndiesI could listen to him for an hour togetherIt entertains
    me more than many other things have done; but then I am unlike
    other people, I dare say
    “Why should you dare say that?” (smiling)“Do you want to be
    told that you are only unlike other people in being more wise and
    discreet? But when did you, or anybody, ever get a compliment from
    me, Fanny? Go to my father if you want to be complimentedAsk your uncle what he thinks, and you will hear
    compliments enough: and though they may be chiefly on your person,
    you must put up with it, and trust to his seeing as much beauty
    of mind in time
    Such language was so new to Fanny that it quite embarrassed her
    “Your uncle thinks you very pretty, dear Fanny—and that is the
    long and the short of the matterAnybody but myself would have
    made something more of it, and anybody but you would resent that
    you had not been thought very pretty before; but the truth is, that
    your uncle never did admire you till now—and now he doesYour
    complexion is so improved!—and you have gained so much countenance!—
    and your figure—nay, Fanny, do not turn away about it—it
    is but an uncleIf you cannot bear an uncle’s admiration, what is to
    become of you? You must really begin to harden yourself to the idea
    of being worth looking atYou must try not to mind growing up into
    a pretty woman
    “Oh! don’t talk so, don’t talk so,” cried Fanny, distressed by more
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    feelings than he was aware of; but seeing that she was distressed, he
    had done with the subject, and only added more seriously—
    “Your uncle is disposed to be pleased with you in every respect;
    and I only wish you would talk to him moreYou are one of those
    who are too silent in the evening circle
    “But I do talk to him more than I usedDid not
    you hear me ask him about the slave-trade last night?”
    “I did—and was in hopes the question would be followed up by
    othersIt would have pleased your uncle to be inquired of farthe
    12:35p
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    “I thought you said we shouldn’t touch anything
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    “What for?”
    “Because I smelled something—I mean I really smelled it, with my nose, nothing to do with
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    “What the hell are you talking about?”
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    “So what?”
    “So let’s have a talk with the general’s wifeLet’s all have a talkCome on, Flannagan, we’ll
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    “That weapon in your pocket makes you pretty fuckin’ brave, doesn’t it?”
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