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"
Listen
,
my
baby
,
I
wo
n't
have
you
take
your
life
in
your
hands
.
Do
you
hear
?
Good
God
,
I
do
n't
want
children
any
more
than
you
do
,
but
I
can
support
them
.
I
do
n't
want
to
hear
any
more
foolishness
out
of
you
,
and
if
you
dare
try
to
--
Scarlett
,
I
saw
a
girl
die
that
way
once
.
She
was
only
a
--
well
,
but
she
was
a
pretty
sort
at
that
.
It
's
not
an
easy
way
to
die
.
I
--
"
"
Why
,
Rhett
!
"
she
cried
,
startled
out
of
her
misery
at
the
emotion
in
his
voice
.
She
had
never
seen
him
so
moved
.
"
Where
--
who
--
"
"
In
New
Orleans
--
oh
,
years
ago
.
I
was
young
and
impressionable
.
"
He
bent
his
head
suddenly
and
buried
his
lips
in
her
hair
.
"
You
'll
have
your
baby
,
Scarlett
,
if
I
have
to
handcuff
you
to
my
wrist
for
the
next
nine
months
.
"
She
sat
up
in
his
lap
and
stared
into
his
face
with
frank
curiosity
.
Under
her
gaze
it
was
suddenly
smooth
and
bland
as
though
wiped
clear
by
magic
.
His
eyebrows
were
up
and
the
corner
of
his
mouth
was
down
.
"
Do
I
mean
so
much
to
you
?
"
she
questioned
,
dropping
her
eyelids
.
He
gave
her
a
level
look
as
though
estimating
how
much
coquetry
was
behind
the
question
.
Reading
the
true
meaning
of
her
demeanor
,
he
made
casual
answer
.
"
Well
,
yes
.
You
see
,
I
've
invested
a
good
deal
of
money
in
you
,
and
I
'd
hate
to
lose
it
.
"
*
*
*
Melanie
came
out
of
Scarlett
's
room
,
weary
from
the
strain
but
happy
to
tears
at
the
birth
of
Scarlett
's
daughter
.
Rhett
stood
tensely
in
the
hall
,
surrounded
by
cigar
butts
which
had
burned
holes
in
the
fine
carpet
.
"
You
can
go
in
now
,
Captain
Butler
,
"
she
said
shyly
.
