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"
Gawdlmighty
,
Miss
Scarlett
!
Ah
's
sceered
ter
go
runnin
'
roun
'
in
de
dahk
by
mahseff
!
Spose
de
Yankees
gits
me
?
"
"
If
you
run
fast
you
can
catch
up
with
those
soldiers
and
they
wo
n't
let
the
Yankees
get
you
.
Hurry
!
"
"
Ah
's
sceered
!
Sposin
'
Cap'n
Butler
ain
'
at
de
hotel
?
"
"
Then
ask
where
he
is
.
Have
n't
you
any
gumption
?
If
he
is
n't
at
the
hotel
,
go
to
the
barrooms
on
Decatur
Street
and
ask
for
him
.
Go
to
Belle
Watling
's
house
.
Hunt
for
him
.
You
fool
,
do
n't
you
see
that
if
you
do
n't
hurry
and
find
him
the
Yankees
will
surely
get
us
all
?
"
"
Miss
Scarlett
,
Maw
would
weah
me
out
wid
a
cotton
stalk
,
did
Ah
go
in
a
bahroom
or
a
ho
'
house
.
"
Scarlett
pulled
herself
to
her
feet
.
"
Well
,
I
'll
wear
you
out
if
you
do
n't
.
You
can
stand
outside
in
the
street
and
yell
for
him
,
ca
n't
you
?
Or
ask
somebody
if
he
's
inside
.
Get
going
.
"
When
Prissy
still
lingered
,
shuffling
her
feet
and
mouthing
,
Scarlett
gave
her
another
push
which
nearly
sent
her
headlong
down
the
front
steps
.
"
You
'll
go
or
I
'll
sell
you
down
the
river
You
'll
never
see
your
mother
again
or
anybody
you
know
and
I
'll
sell
you
for
a
field
hand
too
.
Hurry
!
"
