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"
But
,
of
course
there
wo
n't
be
another
retreat
,
"
he
added
hastily
.
"
The
lines
around
Kennesaw
Mountain
are
impregnable
.
The
batteries
are
planted
all
up
the
mountain
sides
and
they
command
the
roads
,
and
the
Yankees
ca
n't
possibly
get
by
.
"
But
Scarlett
saw
him
drop
his
eyes
before
the
lazy
,
penetrating
look
Rhett
gave
him
,
and
she
was
frightened
.
She
remembered
Rhett
's
remark
:
"
When
the
Yankees
push
him
out
of
the
mountains
and
onto
the
flatter
land
,
he
'll
be
butchered
.
"
"
Oh
,
Captain
,
do
you
think
--
"
"
Why
,
of
course
not
!
Do
n't
fret
your
mind
one
minute
.
Old
Joe
just
believes
in
taking
precautions
.
That
's
the
only
reason
we
're
digging
more
entrenchments
...
.
But
I
must
be
going
now
.
It
's
been
pleasant
,
talking
to
you
...
.
Say
good-by
to
your
mistress
,
boys
,
and
let
's
get
going
.
"
"
Good-by
,
boys
.
Now
,
if
you
get
sick
or
hurt
or
in
trouble
,
let
me
know
.
I
live
right
down
Peachtree
Street
,
down
there
in
almost
the
last
house
at
the
end
of
town
.
Wait
a
minute
--
"
She
fumbled
in
her
reticule
.
"
Oh
,
dear
,
I
have
n't
a
cent
.
Rhett
,
give
me
a
few
shinplasters
.
Here
,
Big
Sam
,
buy
some
tobacco
for
yourself
and
the
boys
.
And
be
good
and
do
what
Captain
Randall
tells
you
.
"
The
straggling
line
re-formed
,
the
dust
arose
again
in
a
red
cloud
as
they
moved
off
and
Big
Sam
started
up
the
singing
again
.
"
Go
do-ow
,
Mos-es
!
Waaa-ay
,
do-own
,
in
Eeejup
laa-an
!
An
'
te-el
O-le
Faa-ro-o
Ter
let
mah
--
peee-pul
go
!
"
"
Rhett
,
Captain
Randall
was
lying
to
me
,
just
like
all
the
men
do
--
trying
to
keep
the
truth
from
us
women
for
fear
we
'll
faint
.
Or
was
he
lying
?
Oh
,
Rhett
,
if
there
's
no
danger
,
why
are
they
digging
these
new
breastworks
?
Is
the
army
so
short
of
men
they
've
got
to
use
darkies
?
"
Rhett
clucked
to
the
mare
.
"
The
army
is
damned
short
of
men
.
