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From: | Madeleine Oconnor |
Subject: | [Help-sweater] freeze-dried cerebral |
Date: | Sun, 17 Sep 2006 21:03:03 +0300 |
Shestifled her impulse to tell him exactly what she
thought of him. And neitherexpression was lost on the man who stood beside
them.
How sweet Id look in that dress, thought Scarlett,
a savageenvy in her heart.
And neitherexpression was lost on the man who stood
beside them.
Something in his look challenged her spirit and
brought herstrength back in a surge of dislike. Sometimes, but not often, you did
let himkiss you. It was all over your face that you wanted to danceand have a good
time and you couldnt. Of course hewasnt a gentleman and there was no telling what
men would do whenthey werent gentlemen. Arguments of this character were always
confusing to Scarlett. Probably telling him she was in mourning and it wasimpossible
for her to appear on the floor. Something in his look challenged her spirit and
brought herstrength back in a surge of dislike. She is my sister now, and Melly
bestowed one of herfond little glances on her.
Permit me, he said bending over and disentangling
the flounce.
No, said Rhett clearly, his eyes sweeping the crowd
carelessly. There was a roll of drums and many voices cried Sh!
Meademounted the platform and spread out his arms
for quiet.
Every woman present wasblazing with an emotion she
did not feel.
All that was Irish in her rose to thechallenge of
his black eyes. What a beautiful gesture, said Rhett Butler, softly.
I dont mean the little boys andthe old
gentlemen.
For amoment, Melanie thought how nice Captain
Butler was. Nobodys invading us and nobodys going to, said Melly coolly,looking
toward a group of the militia.
Shed probably never get a chance toshow them
again.
I hardly hoped that you would recall me, Miss
OHara. And all her life she had enjoyedthe center of the stage. With a sudden wrench
she seized the ring but it stuck. It was all over your face that you wanted to
danceand have a good time and you couldnt. She turned to three cavalrymen who
appeared at her counter. I dont mean the little boys andthe old
gentlemen.
She turned quickly andsmiled automatically as
Dr.
Oh, why couldnt she feellike those other women!
Howcould it be otherwise with such leaders as Lee and Jackson?
Oh, why was she different, apart from these loving
women?
Of course hewasnt a gentleman and there was no
telling what men would do whenthey werent gentlemen.
Thered be a dozen men battling for her and paying
overmoney to the doctor.
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