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"
You
are
making
a
fool
of
yourself
,
"
she
said
irritably
,
"
and
I
do
n't
see
why
.
"
"
No
?
Well
,
you
would
n't
.
The
reason
is
that
she
's
the
first
person
who
's
ever
belonged
utterly
to
me
.
"
"
She
belongs
to
me
,
too
!
"
"
No
,
you
have
two
other
children
.
She
's
mine
.
"
"
Great
balls
of
fire
!
"
said
Scarlett
.
"
I
had
the
baby
,
did
n't
I
?
Besides
,
honey
,
I
belong
to
you
.
"
Rhett
looked
at
her
over
the
black
head
of
the
child
and
smiled
oddly
.
"
Do
you
,
my
dear
?
"
Only
the
entrance
of
Melanie
stopped
one
of
those
swift
hot
quarrels
which
seemed
to
spring
up
so
easily
between
them
these
days
.
Scarlett
swallowed
her
wrath
and
watched
Melanie
take
the
baby
.
The
name
agreed
upon
for
the
child
was
Eugenie
Victoria
,
but
that
afternoon
Melanie
unwittingly
bestowed
a
name
that
clung
,
even
as
"
Pittypat
"
had
blotted
out
all
memory
of
Sarah
Jane
.
Rhett
leaning
over
the
child
had
said
:
"
Her
eyes
are
going
to
be
pea
green
.
"
"
Indeed
they
are
not
,
"
cried
Melanie
indignantly
,
forgetting
that
Scarlett
's
eyes
were
almost
that
shade
.
"
They
are
going
to
be
blue
,
like
Mr.
O'Hara
's
eyes
,
as
blue
as
--
as
blue
as
the
bonnie
blue
flag
.
"
