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"
You
had
n't
forgotten
?
Answer
me
.
"
"
I
had
n't
forgotten
,
"
she
said
wretchedly
.
"
What
a
gambler
you
are
,
Scarlett
,
"
he
jeered
.
"
You
took
a
chance
that
my
incarceration
away
from
female
companionship
would
put
me
in
such
a
state
I
'd
snap
at
you
like
a
trout
at
a
worm
.
"
And
that
's
what
you
did
,
thought
Scarlett
with
inward
rage
,
and
if
it
had
n't
been
for
my
hands
--
"
Now
,
we
have
most
of
the
truth
,
everything
except
your
reason
.
See
if
you
can
tell
me
the
truth
about
why
you
wanted
to
lead
me
into
wedlock
.
"
There
was
a
suave
,
almost
teasing
note
in
his
voice
and
she
took
heart
.
Perhaps
everything
was
n't
lost
,
after
all
.
Of
course
,
she
had
ruined
any
hope
of
marriage
but
,
even
in
her
despair
,
she
was
glad
.
There
was
something
about
this
immobile
man
which
frightened
her
,
so
that
now
the
thought
of
marrying
him
was
fearful
.
But
perhaps
if
she
was
clever
and
played
on
his
sympathies
and
his
memories
,
she
could
secure
a
loan
.
She
pulled
her
face
into
a
placating
and
childlike
expression
.
"
Oh
,
Rhett
,
you
can
help
me
so
much
--
if
you
'll
just
be
sweet
.
"
"
There
's
nothing
I
like
better
than
being
--
sweet
.
"
"
Rhett
,
for
old
friendship
's
sake
,
I
want
you
to
do
me
a
favor
.
"
"
So
,
at
last
the
horny-handed
lady
comes
to
her
real
mission
.
I
feared
that
'
visiting
the
sick
and
the
imprisoned
'
was
not
your
proper
role
.
What
do
you
want
?
Money
?
"
