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Scarlett
's
face
did
not
change
but
her
lips
went
white
--
like
a
person
who
has
received
a
stunning
blow
without
warning
and
who
,
in
the
first
moments
of
shock
,
does
not
realize
what
has
happened
.
So
still
was
her
face
as
she
stared
at
Stuart
that
he
,
never
analytic
,
took
it
for
granted
that
she
was
merely
surprised
and
very
interested
.
"
Miss
Pitty
told
us
they
had
n't
intended
announcing
it
till
next
year
,
because
Miss
Melly
has
n't
been
very
well
;
but
with
all
the
war
talk
going
around
,
everybody
in
both
families
thought
it
would
be
better
to
get
married
soon
.
So
it
's
to
be
announced
tomorrow
night
at
the
supper
intermission
.
Now
,
Scarlett
,
we
've
told
you
the
secret
,
so
you
've
got
to
promise
to
eat
supper
with
us
.
"
"
Of
course
I
will
,
"
Scarlett
said
automatically
.
"
And
all
the
waltzes
?
"
"
All
.
"
"
You
're
sweet
!
I
'll
bet
the
other
boys
will
be
hopping
mad
.
"
"
Let
'em
be
mad
,
"
said
Brent
.
"
We
two
can
handle
'em
.
Look
,
Scarlett
.
Sit
with
us
at
the
barbecue
in
the
morning
.
"
"
What
?
"
Stuart
repeated
his
request
.
"
Of
course
.
"
