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"
This
empire
we
're
living
in-the
South
--
the
Confederacy
--
the
Cotton
Kingdom
--
it
's
breaking
up
right
under
our
feet
.
Only
most
fools
wo
n't
see
it
and
take
advantage
of
the
situation
created
by
the
collapse
.
I
'm
making
my
fortune
out
of
the
wreckage
.
"
"
Then
you
really
think
we
're
going
to
get
licked
?
"
"
Yes
.
Why
be
an
ostrich
?
"
"
Oh
,
dear
,
it
bores
me
to
talk
about
such
like
.
Do
n't
you
ever
say
pretty
things
,
Captain
Butler
?
"
"
Would
it
please
you
if
I
said
your
eyes
were
twin
goldfish
bowls
filled
to
the
brim
with
the
clearest
green
water
and
that
when
the
fish
swim
to
the
top
,
as
they
are
doing
now
,
you
are
devilishly
charming
?
"
"
Oh
,
I
do
n't
like
that
...
.
Is
n't
the
music
gorgeous
?
Oh
,
I
could
waltz
forever
!
I
did
n't
know
I
had
missed
it
so
!
"
"
You
are
the
most
beautiful
dancer
I
've
ever
held
in
my
arms
.
"
"
Captain
Butler
,
you
must
not
hold
me
so
tightly
.
Everybody
is
looking
.
"
"
If
no
one
were
looking
,
would
you
care
?
"
"
Captain
Butler
,
you
forget
yourself
.
"
