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From: | Betty Webber |
Subject: | [Daredevils-devel] trudge |
Date: | Wed, 20 Sep 2006 14:45:20 +0200 |
My little ole brain would bust ifI even tried to
think about them!
Please, Miss OHara, tell me that I may
hope!
Ma, cried small Betsy, Randas sitting on my dress
and Imgetting all wrinkled. Scarlett would have felt some cause for alarmif Melanie
had been saying: How wonderful you are! Pray for a peaceable settlement with
theYankees after weve fired on the rascals at Fort Sumter?
It showed in thethin hawk nose over the full red
lips, the high forehead and thewide-set eyes. She only saw a boy of twenty, redas a
beet and looking very silly.
But mores the pity, theresnot enough planters sons
in this County to make up a full troop. And the voicewent off into a whisper as the
granddaughter slipped out to try toinduce Mr.
Wilkes must feel having himhere, but he was
visiting Mr.
If I couldnt catch a better beau than that old maid
in britches!
Well wearher down and get the horses yet. Itsa
Clayton County troop and its Clayton County horses we want forthem.
But he was playing with the ends of Melanies sash
andsmiling up at her.
But she was ruined just thesame, she hissed back.
Under the arbor, the deaf old gentleman from Fayetteville punchedIndia. Hed be too
much of a gentleman not to marry me. Alwaysfiddling with the piano or sticking their
heads in a book.
Well, push Randa off you, Betsy, and
hush.
The laughter and talking became less animated and
groups here andthere fell silent.
Always putting himselfin the other fellows shoes.
CHAPTER VIThey crossed the river and the carriage mounted the hill. Shewondered if
India resented very much her taking Stuart away fromher.
Always putting himselfin the other fellows
shoes.
Wilkes request that the ladies should not
bebored.
As she did, a shy voice behind her called her name
and, turning,she saw Charles Hamilton. Like most shy men he greatly admired
airy,vivacious, always-at-ease girls like Scarlett.
Thissun is broiling me and I can just hear freckles
popping out on myneck.
She could have clawed him with pleasure
too.
Gerald was having an excellent time, but not
hisdaughter. Why, shes no more than a bluestocking andeveryone knows what men think
of bluestockings.
And hes never acted very sweet onher, for all that
theyre engaged. Dontyou go throwing the Confederacy in my face! And, even given
anothersuch Godsent occasion, his courage might fail him.
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