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"
Oh
,
Rhett
,
"
she
whispered
clasping
his
arm
,
"
What
would
we
ever
have
done
without
you
?
I
'm
so
glad
you
are
n't
in
the
army
!
"
He
turned
his
head
and
gave
her
one
look
,
a
look
that
made
her
drop
his
arm
and
shrink
back
.
There
was
no
mockery
in
his
eyes
now
.
They
were
naked
and
there
was
anger
and
something
like
bewilderment
in
them
.
His
lip
curled
down
and
he
turned
his
head
away
.
For
a
long
time
they
jounced
along
in
a
silence
unbroken
except
for
the
faint
wails
of
the
baby
and
sniffles
from
Prissy
.
When
she
was
able
to
bear
the
sniffling
noise
no
longer
,
Scarlett
turned
and
pinched
her
viciously
,
causing
Prissy
to
scream
in
good
earnest
before
she
relapsed
into
frightened
silence
.
Finally
Rhett
turned
the
horse
at
right
angles
and
after
a
while
they
were
on
a
wider
,
smoother
road
.
The
dim
shapes
of
houses
grew
farther
and
farther
apart
and
unbroken
woods
loomed
wall-like
on
either
side
.
"
We
're
out
of
town
now
,
"
said
Rhett
briefly
,
drawing
rein
,
"
and
on
the
main
road
to
Rough
and
Ready
.
"
"
Hurry
.
Do
n't
stop
!
"
"
Let
the
animal
breathe
a
bit
.
"
Then
turning
to
her
,
he
asked
slowly
:
"
Scarlett
,
are
you
still
determined
to
do
this
crazy
thing
?
"
"
Do
what
?
"
"
Do
you
still
want
to
try
to
get
through
to
Tara
?
It
's
suicidal
.
Steve
Lee
's
cavalry
and
the
Yankee
Army
are
between
you
and
Tara
.
"
Oh
,
Dear
God
!
Was
he
going
to
refuse
to
take
her
home
,
after
all
she
'd
gone
through
this
terrible
day
?
