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"
You
'd
never
wake
up
unless
she
screamed
and
then
you
'd
probably
slap
her
,
"
he
said
shortly
.
Scarlett
was
annoyed
at
the
weight
he
attached
to
Bonnie
's
night
terrors
but
she
thought
she
could
eventually
remedy
the
state
of
affairs
and
transfer
the
child
back
to
the
nursery
.
All
children
were
afraid
of
the
dark
and
the
only
cure
was
firmness
.
Rhett
was
just
being
perverse
in
the
matter
,
making
her
appear
a
poor
mother
,
just
to
pay
her
back
for
banishing
him
from
her
room
.
He
had
never
put
foot
in
her
room
or
even
rattled
the
door
knob
since
the
night
she
told
him
she
did
not
want
any
more
children
.
Thereafter
and
until
he
began
staying
at
home
on
account
of
Bonnie
's
fears
,
he
had
been
absent
from
the
supper
table
more
often
than
he
had
been
present
.
Sometimes
he
had
stayed
out
all
night
and
Scarlett
,
lying
awake
behind
her
locked
door
,
hearing
the
clock
count
off
the
early
morning
hours
,
wondered
where
he
was
.
She
remembered
:
"
There
are
other
beds
,
my
dear
!
"
Though
the
thought
made
her
writhe
,
there
was
nothing
she
could
do
about
it
.
There
was
nothing
she
could
say
that
would
not
precipitate
a
scene
in
which
he
would
be
sure
to
remark
upon
her
locked
door
and
the
probable
connection
Ashley
had
with
it
.
Yes
,
his
foolishness
about
Bonnie
sleeping
in
a
lighted
room
--
in
his
lighted
room
--
was
just
a
mean
way
of
paying
her
back
.
She
did
not
realize
the
importance
he
attached
to
Bonnie
's
foolishness
nor
the
completeness
of
his
devotion
to
the
child
until
one
dreadful
night
.
The
family
never
forgot
that
night
.
That
day
Rhett
had
met
an
ex-blockade
runner
and
they
had
had
much
to
say
to
each
other
.
Where
they
had
gone
to
talk
and
drink
,
Scarlett
did
not
know
but
she
suspected
,
of
course
,
Belle
Watling
's
house
.
He
did
not
come
home
in
the
afternoon
to
take
Bonnie
walking
nor
did
he
come
home
to
supper
.
Bonnie
,
who
had
watched
from
the
window
impatiently
all
afternoon
,
anxious
to
display
a
mangled
collection
of
beetles
and
roaches
to
her
father
,
had
finally
been
put
to
bed
by
Lou
,
amid
wails
and
protests
.
Either
Lou
had
forgotten
to
light
the
lamp
or
it
had
burned
out
.
No
one
ever
knew
exactly
what
happened
but
when
Rhett
finally
came
home
,
somewhat
the
worse
for
drink
,
the
house
was
in
an
uproar
and
Bonnie
's
screams
reached
him
even
in
the
stables
.
She
had
waked
in
darkness
and
called
for
him
and
he
had
not
been
there
.
All
the
nameless
horrors
that
peopled
her
small
imagination
clutched
her
.
All
the
soothing
and
bright
lights
brought
by
Scarlett
and
the
servants
could
not
quiet
her
and
Rhett
,
coming
up
the
stairs
three
at
a
jump
,
looked
like
a
man
who
has
seen
Death
.
When
he
finally
had
her
in
his
arms
and
from
her
sobbing
gasps
had
recognized
only
one
word
,
"
Dark
,
"
he
turned
on
Scarlett
and
the
negroes
in
fury
.
"
Who
put
out
the
light
?
Who
left
her
alone
in
the
dark
?
Prissy
,
I
'll
skin
you
for
this
,
you
--
"
