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Captain
Randall
and
the
occupants
of
the
carriage
smothered
smiles
at
this
naive
explanation
of
rifle
pits
.
"
Cose
,
Mis
'
Gerald
might
'
nigh
had
a
fit
w
'
en
dey
tuck
me
,
an
'
he
say
he
kain
run
de
place
widout
me
.
But
Miss
Ellen
she
say
:
'
Tek
him
,
Mist
'
Kennedy
.
De
Confedrutsy
need
Big
Sam
mo
'
dan
us
do
.
'
An
'
she
gib
me
a
dollar
an
'
tell
me
ter
do
jes
'
whut
de
w
'
ite
gempmums
tell
me
.
So
hyah
us
is
.
"
"
What
does
it
all
mean
,
Captain
Randall
?
"
"
Oh
,
it
's
quite
simple
.
We
have
to
strengthen
the
fortifications
of
Atlanta
with
more
miles
of
rifle
pits
,
and
the
General
ca
n't
spare
any
men
from
the
front
to
do
it
.
So
we
've
been
impressing
the
strongest
bucks
in
the
countryside
for
the
work
.
"
"
But
--
"
A
cold
little
fear
was
beginning
to
throb
in
Scarlett
's
breast
.
More
miles
of
rifle
pits
!
Why
should
they
need
more
?
Within
the
last
year
,
a
series
of
huge
earth
redoubts
with
battery
emplacements
had
been
built
all
around
Atlanta
,
one
mile
from
the
center
of
town
.
These
great
earth-works
were
connected
with
rifle
pits
and
they
ran
,
mile
after
mile
,
completely
encircling
the
city
.
More
rifle
pits
!
"
But
--
why
should
we
be
fortified
any
more
than
we
are
already
fortified
?
We
wo
n't
need
what
we
've
got
.
Surely
,
the
General
wo
n't
let
--
"
"
Our
present
fortifications
are
only
a
mile
from
town
,
"
said
Captain
Randall
shortly
.
"
And
that
's
too
close
for
comfort
--
or
safety
.
These
new
ones
are
going
to
be
farther
away
.
You
see
,
another
retreat
may
bring
our
men
into
Atlanta
.
"
Immediately
he
regretted
his
last
remark
,
as
her
eyes
widened
with
fear
.
