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From: Susanna Bullock
Subject: [Free-dev] soft-spoken
Date: Fri, 15 Sep 2006 18:10:29 +0500

Whiting in a distressed whisper which showed how much shehated to speak of such things. Miss Pitty, she saydey is Inlish but kain nobody unnerstan a wud dey says. Finally the business section fell behind andthe residences came into view.
Yes,and temporarily even better than Tara, dear though Tara was. Let the older towns call Atlanta anything they pleased.
It was almost the last house on the north side of town.
The town she was now seeing was like a babygrown overnight into a busy, sprawling giant.
But she was a widow and she hadto watch her behavior. Living with Charles blood kin, seeing the home from which hecame. Besides, he would tug at theribbons of her bonnet and, no doubt, rumple her dress. Yes,and temporarily even better than Tara, dear though Tara was.
Tosave her life, she couldnt make up her mind about anything, soPeter makes it up for her.
Charles words were confirmed as Peter climbed onto the box andtook the whip. Scarlett felt that Aunt Eulalie apologized for her behind herback. Merriwether wastalking about but feeling a glow of warmth at being welcomed andwanted.
And every day the trains just below Five Points disgorgedmore sick and more wounded. Every foot of ground, every tree and brook, every laneand bridle path reminded her of him.
And thenits generally to some desperate old widower with a largeplantation and a dozen children.
Scarlett,accustomed to wide vistas of rolling red hills, felt that she wasin prison. She felt better now thanshe had felt in months.
Yasmtis powful smoky an de soot jes ruinin Miss Pittys silkcuttins. Now, the sight of so many buildings and people completed Prissysdemoralization. This aroused her temper, for she cared no more about familythan her father.

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