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"
But
he
did
n't
know
!
"
"
If
he
did
n't
guess
it
without
being
told
,
he
'll
never
know
anything
about
you
and
your
precious
mind
.
"
How
unfair
he
was
!
As
if
Ashley
was
a
mind
reader
!
As
if
Ashley
could
have
stopped
her
,
even
had
he
known
!
But
,
she
knew
suddenly
,
Ashley
could
have
stopped
her
.
The
faintest
intimation
from
him
,
in
the
orchard
,
that
some
day
things
might
be
different
and
she
would
never
have
thought
of
going
to
Rhett
.
A
word
of
tenderness
,
even
a
parting
caress
when
she
was
getting
on
the
train
,
would
have
held
her
back
.
But
he
had
only
talked
of
honor
.
Yet
--
was
Rhett
right
?
Should
Ashley
have
known
her
mind
?
Swiftly
she
put
the
disloyal
thought
from
her
.
Of
course
,
he
did
n't
suspect
.
Ashley
would
never
suspect
that
she
would
even
think
of
doing
anything
so
immoral
.
Ashley
was
too
fine
to
have
such
thoughts
.
Rhett
was
just
trying
to
spoil
her
love
.
He
was
trying
to
tear
down
what
was
most
precious
to
her
.
Some
day
,
she
thought
viciously
,
when
the
store
was
on
its
feet
and
the
mill
doing
nicely
and
she
had
money
,
she
would
make
Rhett
Butler
pay
for
the
misery
and
humiliation
he
was
causing
her
.
He
was
standing
over
her
,
looking
down
at
her
,
faintly
amused
.
The
emotion
which
had
stirred
him
was
gone
.
"
What
does
it
all
matter
to
you
anyway
?
"
she
asked
.
"
It
's
my
business
and
Ashley
's
and
not
yours
.
"
He
shrugged
.
"
Only
this
.
I
have
a
deep
and
impersonal
admiration
for
your
endurance
,
Scarlett
,
and
I
do
not
like
to
see
your
spirit
crushed
beneath
too
many
millstones
.
There
's
Tara
.
That
's
a
man-sized
job
in
itself
.
There
's
your
sick
father
added
on
.
He
'll
never
be
any
help
to
you
.
And
the
girls
and
the
darkies
.
And
now
you
've
taken
on
a
husband
and
probably
Miss
Pittypat
,
too
.
You
've
enough
burdens
without
Ashley
Wilkes
and
his
family
on
your
hands
.
"
"
He
's
not
on
my
hands
.
He
helps
--
"
"
Oh
,
for
God
's
sake
,
"
he
said
impatiently
.
"
Do
n't
let
's
have
any
more
of
that
.
He
's
no
help
.
He
's
on
your
hands
and
he
'll
be
on
them
,
or
on
somebody
's
,
till
he
dies
.
Personally
,
I
'm
sick
of
him
as
a
topic
of
conversation
...
How
much
money
do
you
want
?
"
