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"
To
England
and
I
may
be
gone
for
months
.
Forget
your
conscience
,
Scarlett
.
I
have
no
intention
of
discussing
your
soul
's
welfare
any
further
.
Do
n't
you
want
to
hear
my
news
?
"
"
But
--
"
she
began
feebly
and
paused
.
Between
the
brandy
which
was
smoothing
out
the
harsh
contours
of
remorse
and
Rhett
's
mocking
but
comforting
words
,
the
pale
specter
of
Frank
was
receding
into
shadows
.
Perhaps
Rhett
was
right
.
Perhaps
God
did
understand
.
She
recovered
enough
to
push
the
idea
from
the
top
of
her
mind
and
decide
:
"
I
'll
think
about
it
all
tomorrow
.
"
"
What
's
your
news
?
"
she
said
with
an
effort
,
blowing
her
nose
on
his
handkerchief
and
pushing
back
the
hair
that
had
begun
to
straggle
.
"
My
news
is
this
,
"
he
answered
,
grinning
down
at
her
.
"
I
still
want
you
more
than
any
woman
I
've
ever
seen
and
now
that
Frank
's
gone
,
I
thought
you
'd
be
interested
to
know
it
.
"
Scarlett
jerked
her
hands
away
from
his
grasp
and
sprang
to
her
feet
.
"
I
--
you
are
the
most
ill-bred
man
in
the
world
,
coming
here
at
this
time
of
all
times
with
your
filthy
--
I
should
have
known
you
'd
never
change
.
And
Frank
hardly
cold
!
If
you
had
any
decency
--
Will
you
leave
this
--
"
"
Do
be
quiet
or
you
'll
have
Miss
Pittypat
down
here
in
a
minute
,
"
he
said
,
not
rising
but
reaching
up
and
taking
both
her
fists
.
"
I
'm
afraid
you
miss
my
point
.
"
"
Miss
your
point
?
I
do
n't
miss
anything
.
"
She
pulled
against
his
grip
.
"
Turn
me
loose
and
get
out
of
here
.
I
never
heard
of
such
bad
taste
.
I
--
"
"
Hush
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
am
asking
you
to
marry
me
.
Would
you
be
convinced
if
I
knelt
down
?
"
