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Wearily
she
dismounted
and
took
the
animal
by
the
bridle
.
"
Get
out
,
Prissy
,
"
she
commanded
,
"
and
take
Wade
.
Either
carry
him
or
make
him
walk
.
Lay
the
baby
by
Miss
Melanie
.
"
Wade
broke
into
sobs
and
whimperings
from
which
Scarlett
could
only
distinguish
:
"
Dark
--
dark
--
Wade
fwightened
!
"
"
Miss
Scarlett
,
Ah
kain
walk
.
Mah
feets
done
blistered
an
'
dey
's
thoo
mah
shoes
,
an
'
Wade
an
'
me
doan
weigh
so
much
an
'
--
"
"
Get
out
!
Get
out
before
I
pull
you
out
!
And
if
I
do
,
I
'm
going
to
leave
you
right
here
,
in
the
dark
by
yourself
.
Quick
,
now
!
"
Prissy
moaned
,
peering
at
the
dark
trees
that
closed
about
them
on
both
sides
of
the
road
--
trees
which
might
reach
out
and
clutch
her
if
she
left
the
shelter
of
the
wagon
.
But
she
laid
the
baby
beside
Melanie
,
scrambled
to
the
ground
and
,
reaching
up
,
lifted
Wade
out
.
The
little
boy
sobbed
,
shrinking
close
to
his
nurse
.
"
Make
him
hush
.
I
ca
n't
stand
it
,
"
said
Scarlett
,
taking
the
horse
by
the
bridle
and
pulling
him
to
a
reluctant
start
.
"
Be
a
little
man
,
Wade
,
and
stop
crying
or
I
will
come
over
there
and
slap
you
.
"
Why
had
God
invented
children
,
she
thought
savagely
as
she
turned
her
ankle
cruelly
on
the
dark
road
--
useless
,
crying
nuisances
they
were
,
always
demanding
care
,
always
in
the
way
.
In
her
exhaustion
,
there
was
no
room
for
compassion
for
the
frightened
child
,
trotting
by
Prissy
's
side
,
dragging
at
her
hand
and
sniffling
--
only
a
weariness
that
she
had
borne
him
,
only
a
tired
wonder
that
she
had
ever
married
Charles
Hamilton
.
"
Miss
Scarlett
,
"
whispered
Prissy
,
clutching
her
mistress
'
arm
,
"
doan
le
's
go
ter
Tara
.
Dey
's
not
dar
.
Dey
's
all
done
gone
.
Maybe
dey
daid
--
Maw
an
'
all
'm
.
"
