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It
made
a
girl
feel
positively
undressed
.
And
no
man
ever
learned
such
things
from
good
women
either
.
She
was
indignant
that
he
had
read
her
mind
.
She
liked
to
believe
herself
a
thing
of
mystery
to
men
,
but
she
knew
Rhett
thought
her
as
transparent
as
glass
.
"
Speaking
of
such
matters
,
"
he
continued
,
"
have
you
a
protector
or
chaperon
in
the
house
?
The
admirable
Mrs.
Merriwether
or
Mrs.
Meade
?
They
always
look
at
me
as
if
they
knew
I
was
here
for
no
good
purpose
.
"
"
Mrs.
Meade
usually
comes
over
at
night
,
"
answered
Scarlett
,
glad
to
change
the
subject
.
"
But
she
could
n't
tonight
.
Phil
,
her
boy
,
is
home
.
"
"
What
luck
,
"
he
said
softly
,
"
to
find
you
alone
.
"
Something
in
his
voice
made
her
heart
beat
pleasantly
faster
and
she
felt
her
face
flush
.
She
had
heard
that
note
in
men
's
voices
often
enough
to
know
that
it
presaged
a
declaration
of
love
.
Oh
,
what
fun
!
If
he
would
just
say
he
loved
her
,
how
she
would
torment
him
and
get
even
with
him
for
all
the
sarcastic
remarks
he
had
flung
at
her
these
past
three
years
.
She
would
lead
him
a
chase
that
would
make
up
for
even
that
awful
humiliation
of
the
day
he
witnessed
her
slapping
Ashley
.
And
then
she
'd
tell
him
sweetly
she
could
only
be
a
sister
to
him
and
retire
with
the
full
honors
of
war
.
She
laughed
nervously
in
pleasant
anticipation
.
"
Do
n't
giggle
,
"
he
said
,
and
taking
her
hand
,
he
turned
it
over
and
pressed
his
lips
into
the
palm
.
Something
vital
,
electric
,
leaped
from
him
to
her
at
the
touch
of
his
warm
mouth
,
something
that
caressed
her
whole
body
thrillingly
.
His
lips
traveled
to
her
wrist
and
she
knew
he
must
feel
the
leap
of
her
pulse
as
her
heart
quickened
and
she
tried
to
draw
back
her
hand
.
She
had
not
bargained
on
this
--
this
treacherous
warm
tide
of
feeling
that
made
her
want
to
run
her
hands
through
his
hair
,
to
feel
his
lips
upon
her
mouth
.
She
was
n't
in
love
with
him
,
she
told
herself
confusedly
.
She
was
in
love
with
Ashley
.
But
how
to
explain
this
feeling
that
made
her
hands
shake
and
the
pit
of
her
stomach
grow
cold
?
He
laughed
softly
.
"
Do
n't
pull
away
!
I
wo
n't
hurt
you
!
"
