the secret history bot @bot_tsh

tweeting donna tartt’s “the secret history” every hour. hampden college Joined February 2021

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the secret history bot @bot_tsh

3 years ago

et tu, brute?

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3 years ago

Bunny gave him a long, hard look. 'Jesus,' he said. 'What you doing, burying the dead?' Henry smiled. 'Actually, it’s very lucky you happened by.'

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3 years ago

Charles tried to get up. Henry mashed him back down. He tried to get up a second time and Henry slapped him across the face with his open hand with a whack that was louder than the gunshots

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3 years ago

Camilla, flushed and sleepy, trailed her hand in the water. Yellow birch leaves blew from the trees and drifted down to rest on the surface.

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3 years ago

'Tell me,' Bunny said, and I thought I detected for the first time a note of suspicion. 'Just what the Sam Hill are you guys doing out here anyway?' The woods were silent, not a sound. Henry smiled. 'Why, looking for new ferns,' he said, and took a step towards him.

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3 years ago

It’s beautiful here, but morning light can make the most vulgar things tolerable.

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3 years ago

Oh, nothing, but like two or three in the morning, whispering, you’ve got to wonder.

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3 years ago

Anything is grand if it’s done on a large enough scale,

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3 years ago

The twins were in Virginia, sequestered at their grandmother’s, incommunicado. Camilla sent me three postcards that summer and called me twice. Then in October, when I was back at school, she wrote to say that Charles had stopped drinking, hadn’t had a drop for over a month.

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3 years ago

He came over when Charles was out and moved her there, lock, stock and barrel. Charles came home and her things were gone. Can you imagine?

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3 years ago

Charles had a bloody bitemark on his arm that he had no idea how he’d got, but it wasn’t a human bite. Too big. And strange puncture marks instead of teeth.

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3 years ago

Nothing is lonelier or more disorienting than insomnia.

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3 years ago

Camilla brought a bottle of whiskey into the kitchen and we sat around the table playing euchre, Francis and Henry against Camilla and me. Camilla played well—this was her game, her favorite—but I wasn’t a good partner and we lost trick after trick to the others.

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3 years ago

Would you know the real sea if you only knew the picture? Would you be able to recognize the real thing even if you saw it? You don’t know what Dionysus looks like. We’re talking about God here. God is serious business.

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3 years ago

His face was very close to mine. To my surprise he put his hands on my shoulders and leaned forward and kissed me, right on the mouth. It was a real kiss—long, slow, deliberate.