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Post by Eleanor on Mar 17, 2008 17:16:50 GMT -5
*She laughed*
"Why on earth would I do that? You're the ambitious one 'ere, just tryin' to 'elp."
*She shrugged*
"I'll stick to charities and formal events, if you'd rather."
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Post by Steerpike on Mar 17, 2008 17:17:39 GMT -5
"And set you up as the favorite of the people, the only reason they stand me?"
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Post by Eleanor on Mar 17, 2008 17:18:50 GMT -5
"Would you rather I stayed inside all the time?"
*She smiled*
"I can do that, if you want. There's plenty to entertain me."
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Post by Steerpike on Mar 17, 2008 17:19:22 GMT -5
Clearly, he was not in the mood to be entertained.
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Post by Eleanor on Mar 17, 2008 17:20:30 GMT -5
"Steerpike, I'm not trying to undermine you. I'll stay out of public sight, appear when you need me, whatever you want."
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Post by Steerpike on Mar 17, 2008 17:26:57 GMT -5
"I don't even know what I need..."
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Post by Eleanor on Mar 17, 2008 17:28:43 GMT -5
"Well I do, goddammit!"
*She marched over to him*
"You mean more to me than anything in the world, and I am not going to lose you over this. I'd be 'appy back in the pie shop if you were with me..."
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Post by Steerpike on Mar 17, 2008 17:29:48 GMT -5
"I WOULDN'T!" he shouted.
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Post by Eleanor on Mar 17, 2008 17:31:09 GMT -5
"I know!"
*She put a hand to her head*
"You don't know me, Steerpike. What I've done...what I'm willing to do for you."
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Post by Steerpike on Mar 17, 2008 18:11:25 GMT -5
"Do you ever think of anyone else when you're with me?" he demanded suddenly.
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Post by Eleanor on Mar 17, 2008 18:22:48 GMT -5
"Never. Do you?"
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Post by Steerpike on Mar 17, 2008 18:31:56 GMT -5
"You're certain? Never your first husband? Never anyone else?"
He was now rounding on her, with a fairly fanatical look in his eyes.
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Post by Eleanor on Mar 17, 2008 18:40:03 GMT -5
"My first husband", *she replied calmly*, "was a fat old man who married me so I could cook and clean for him while we slept in separate bedrooms. My lover after that tried to burn me alive in my own oven. Any other men in my life have been lowlives and criminals I passed the afternoon with between drinks. And no, I never think of them."
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Post by Steerpike on Mar 17, 2008 18:42:08 GMT -5
"And if I died, how would you describe me to someone else?"
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Post by Eleanor on Mar 17, 2008 18:44:56 GMT -5
"As a young man who wanted me when he could have had dozens of younger, more attractive girls, who had even fewer morals than I did, and who makes me act like a fool over him."
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