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第28部分（第4页）

Blair　sucked　cold　air　in　through　her　nostrils；　her　freshly　glossed　lips　turning　up　in　a　smug　smile

as　she　absorbed　the　information。　？We？ll　talk　about　it　when　you　get　here。？　Clicking　off；　she　sat

down　on　the　cold；　hard　steps　and　buttoned　up　her　sky　blue　cashmere　toggle　coat；　pulling　the　hood

up　over　her　head　before　firing　up　a　Merit　Ultra　Light。　If　anyone　had　passed　by　on　the　road；　they？d

have　seen　a　mysterious　girl　in　a　blue　hooded　coat；　looking　defiantly　sure　of　herself；　even　though

the　plot　had　changed　and　the　script　had　to　be　entirely　rewritten。

what　we　talk　about　when　we？re　not　talking　about　love

？Everyone　get　their　coats；？　Serena　told　the　ninth　graders　in　peer　group　on　Monday。　？We？re

taking　you　out　for　hot　chocolate　at　Jackson　Hole。？

？Don？t　worry；　we　have　permission；？　Blair　added；　checking　herself　out　in　the　cafeteria　mirror。

She？d　gone　back　to　the　salon　to　have　her　hair　touched　up　and　now　she　looked　like　Edie　Sedgwick

from　the　Andy　Warhol　Factory　days。　It　was　totally　far　out。

？Wow；？　Jenny　breathed；　staring　at　her。　？You　look　great。？　Jenny　was　so　happy　since　meeting　Leo；

she　was　practically　bursting　with　love　for　everyone　she　encountered。

Blair　turned　around；　remembering　something。　？Have　you　been　checking　your　e…mail？？　she

demanded。

Jenny？s　eyes　lit　up。　？Oh；　yes。　Yes；　I　have！？

Blair　thought　about　taking　credit　for　Jenny？s　obvious　state　of　plete　ecstasy；　but　it　was

actually　more　fun　to　watch　Jenny　glow　in　plete　oblivion。　Maybe　it　wouldn？t　be　so　horrible

being　a　big　sister　after　all。　She　noticed　Elise　Wells　was　wearing　a　tight　black　cropped　sweater

instead　of　one　of　her　trademark　prissy　pink　cardigans。　Good。　Maybe　her　mom　had　finally

murdered　her　father　for　being　such　an　asshole。

？How　are　things　with　your　dad；　Elise？？　Serena　asked；　practically　reading　Blair？s　mind。

To　Blair？s　surprise；　Elise　smiled　happily。　？Fine。　He　and　Mom　went　away　together　this　weekend。？

She　laughed　and　nudged　Jenny　in　the　arm。　？But　never　mind　me。　I　think　Jenny　has　something　to

say。？

Jenny　knew　her　face　was　beet　red；　but　she　didn？t　care。　？I？m　in　love；？　she　declared。

Serena　and　Blair　exchanged　disparaging　looks。　The　last　thing　they　wanted　to　talk　about

waslove　。　？e　on；　get　your　coats；？　Serena　urged。　？We？ll　meet　you　outside。？

The　atmosphere　in　Jackson　Hole　on　Madison　Avenue　was　thick　with　the　smell　of　hamburger

grease　and　the　tittering　sound　of　gossip。　As　peer　group　A　walked　in　and　sat　down　at　a　table　near

the　large　glass　windows；　Kati　Farkas　and　Isabel　Coates　huddled　together　in　the　back　corner；

discussing　the　latest　developments　with　anyone　who　would　listen。

？Did　you　hear　about　Nate　Archibald　and　that　girl　from　Connecticut？？　Kati　asked。　She？d　had