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With
the
rousing
of
fresh
hope
,
her
spine
stiffened
and
she
forgot
that
her
feet
were
wet
and
cold
.
She
looked
at
Frank
so
steadily
,
her
eyes
narrowing
,
that
he
became
somewhat
alarmed
and
she
dropped
her
gaze
swiftly
,
remembering
Rhett
's
words
:
"
I
've
seen
eyes
like
yours
above
a
dueling
pistol
...
They
evoke
no
ardor
in
the
male
breast
.
"
"
What
's
the
matter
,
Miss
Scarlett
?
You
got
a
chill
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
she
answered
helplessly
.
"
Would
you
mind
--
"
She
hesitated
timidly
.
"
Would
you
mind
if
I
put
my
hand
in
your
coat
pocket
?
It
's
so
cold
and
my
muff
is
soaked
through
.
"
"
Why
--
why
--
of
course
not
!
And
you
have
n't
any
gloves
!
My
,
my
,
what
a
brute
I
've
been
idling
along
like
this
,
talking
my
head
off
when
you
must
be
freezing
and
wanting
to
get
to
a
fire
.
Giddap
,
Sally
!
By
the
way
,
Miss
Scarlett
,
I
've
been
so
busy
talking
about
myself
I
have
n't
even
asked
you
what
you
were
doing
in
this
section
in
this
weather
?
"
"
I
was
at
the
Yankee
headquarters
,
"
she
answered
before
she
thought
.
His
sandy
brows
went
up
in
astonishment
.
"
But
Miss
Scarlett
!
The
soldiers
--
Why
--
"
"
Mary
,
Mother
of
God
,
let
me
think
of
a
real
good
lie
,
"
she
prayed
hastily
.
It
would
never
do
for
Frank
to
suspect
she
had
seen
Rhett
.
Frank
thought
Rhett
the
blackest
of
blackguards
and
unsafe
for
decent
women
to
speak
to
.
"
I
went
there
--
I
went
there
to
see
if
--
if
any
of
the
officers
would
buy
fancy
work
from
me
to
send
home
to
their
wives
.
I
embroider
very
nicely
.
"
He
sank
back
against
the
seat
aghast
,
indignation
struggling
with
bewilderment
.
"
You
went
to
the
Yankees
--
But
Miss
Scarlett
!
You
should
n't
.
Why
--
why
...
Surely
your
father
does
n't
know
!
Surely
,
Miss
Pittypat
--
"
