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"
Do
n't
do
that
.
He
's
probably
nekkid
.
I
'll
tend
to
him
.
He
'll
be
back
at
work
tomorrow
.
"
Scarlett
hesitated
and
saw
one
of
the
convicts
raise
a
weary
head
and
give
Johnnie
a
stare
of
intense
hatred
before
he
looked
at
the
ground
again
.
"
Have
you
been
whipping
these
men
?
"
"
Now
,
Mrs.
Kennedy
,
begging
your
pardon
,
who
's
running
this
mill
?
You
put
me
in
charge
and
told
me
to
run
it
.
You
said
I
'd
have
a
free
hand
.
You
ai
n't
got
no
complaints
to
make
of
me
,
have
you
?
Ai
n't
I
making
twice
as
much
for
you
as
Mr.
Elsing
did
?
"
"
Yes
,
you
are
,
"
said
Scarlett
,
but
a
shiver
went
over
her
,
like
a
goose
walking
across
her
grave
.
There
was
something
sinister
about
this
camp
with
its
ugly
shacks
,
something
which
had
not
been
here
when
Hugh
Elsing
had
it
.
There
was
a
loneliness
,
an
isolation
,
about
it
that
chilled
her
.
These
convicts
were
so
far
away
from
everything
,
so
completely
at
the
mercy
of
Johnnie
Gallegher
,
and
if
he
chose
to
whip
them
or
otherwise
mistreat
them
,
she
would
probably
never
know
about
it
.
The
convicts
would
be
afraid
to
complain
to
her
for
fear
of
worse
punishment
after
she
was
gone
.
"
The
men
look
thin
.
Are
you
giving
them
enough
to
eat
?
God
knows
,
I
spend
enough
money
on
their
food
to
make
them
fat
as
hogs
.
The
flour
and
pork
alone
cost
thirty
dollars
last
month
.
What
are
you
giving
them
for
supper
?
"
She
stepped
over
to
the
cook
shack
and
looked
in
.
A
fat
mulatto
woman
,
who
was
leaning
over
a
rusty
old
stove
,
dropped
a
half
curtsy
as
she
saw
Scarlett
and
went
on
stirring
a
pot
in
which
black-eyed
peas
were
cooking
.
Scarlett
knew
Johnnie
Gallegher
lived
with
her
but
thought
it
best
to
ignore
the
fact
.
She
saw
that
except
for
the
peas
and
a
pan
of
corn
pone
there
was
no
other
food
being
prepared
.
"
Have
n't
you
got
anything
else
for
these
men
?
"
"
No
'm
.
"
