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took a big bite. Wine, miss?
     Esther said, standing at Serenas left with the bottle. Yes, thank you, Serena said. She
     watched the C™te du Rhone spill into her glass and thought of the Red Sea once more. Maybe
     Blair does know, she thought. Was that what this was all about? Was that why she was
     acting so weird? Serena glanced at Nate, four chairs down on the right, but he was deep in
     conversation with her father. Talking about boats no doubt. So, you and Nate are still
     totally together? Serena said, taking a

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    risk. I bet you guys wind up married. Blair gulped her wine, her little ruby ring rattling
     against the glass. She reached for the butter, slapping a great big wad on her roll.
     Hello? Blair? Serena said, nudging her friends arm. Are you okay? Yeah, Blair slurred. It
     was less an answer to Serenas question than a vague, general statement made to fill a
     blank space while she was tending to her roll. Im fine. Esther brought out the duck and
     the acorn squash soufflŽ and the wilted chard and the lingonberry sauce, and the table was
     filled with the sound of clanking plates and silver and murmurs of delicious. Blair heaped
     her plate high with food and attacked it as if she hadnt eaten in weeks. She didnt care if
     she made herself sick, as long as she didnt have to talk to Serena. Whoa, Serena said,
     watching Blair stuff her face. You must be hungry. Blair nodded and shoveled a forkful of
     chard into her mouth. She washed it down with a gulp of wine. Im starving, she said. So,
     Serena, Cyrus Rose called down from the head of the table. Tell me about France. Your
     mother says you were in the South of France this summer. Is it true the French girls dont
     wear tops on the beach? Yes, its true, Serena said. She raised one eyebrow playfully. But
     its not just the French girls. I never wore a top down there, either. How else could I get
     a decent tan? Blair gagged on an enormous bite of soufflŽ and spat it into her wine. It
     floated on the surface of the crimson liquid like a soggy dumpling until Esther whisked it
     away and brought her a clean glass. No one noticed. Serena had the tables attention, and
     she kept her audience captive with stories of her travels in Europe right through dessert.
     When Blair had finished her second plate of duck, she ate a huge bowl full of
     chocolate-laced tapioca pudding, tuning out Serenas voice as she spooned it into her
     mouth. Finally her stomach rebelled, and she shot up suddenly, scraping her chair back and
     running down the hall to her bedroom, straight into its adjoining bathroom. Blair? Serena
     called after her. She stood up. Excuse me, she said, and hurried away to see what was the
     matter. She didnt have to move that fast; Blair wasnt going anywhere. When Chuck saw Blair
     get up from the table, and then Serena, he nodded knowingly and nudged Isabel with his
     elbow. Blairs getting the dirt, he whispered. Fucking awesome. Nate watched the two girls
     flee the table with a mounting sense of
    unease. He was pretty sure the only thing girls talked about in the bathroom was sex. And
     mostly, hed be right. Blair kneeled over the toilet and stuck her middle finger as far
     down her throat as it would go. Her eyes began to tear and then her stomach convulsed.
     Shed done this before, many times. It was disgusting and horrible, and she knew she
     shouldnt do it, but at least shed feel better when it was over.
    The door to her bathroom was only half closed, and Serena could hear her friend retching
     inside. Blair, its me, Serena said quietly. Are you okay? Ill be out in a minute, Blair
     snapped, wiping her mouth. She stood up and flushed the toilet.
    Serena pushed the door open and Blair turned and glared at her. Im fine, Blair said.
     Really. Serena put the lid down on the toilet seat and sat down. Oh, dont be such a bitch,
     Blair, she said, exasperated. Whats the deal? Its me,