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But
Dr.
Meade
was
there
after
all
,
he
had
come
,
even
if
the
soldiers
at
the
depot
did
need
him
for
she
heard
him
say
:
"
Delirious
.
Where
's
Captain
Butler
?
"
The
night
was
dark
and
then
light
and
sometimes
she
was
having
a
baby
and
sometimes
it
was
Melanie
who
cried
out
,
but
through
it
all
Melly
was
there
and
her
hands
were
cool
and
she
did
not
make
futile
anxious
gestures
or
sob
like
Aunt
Pitty
.
Whenever
Scarlett
opened
her
eyes
,
she
said
"
Melly
?
"
and
the
voice
answered
.
And
usually
she
started
to
whisper
:
"
Rhett
--
I
want
Rhett
"
and
remembered
,
as
from
a
dream
,
that
Rhett
did
n't
want
her
,
that
Rhett
's
face
was
dark
as
an
Indian
's
and
his
teeth
were
white
in
a
jeer
.
She
wanted
him
and
he
did
n't
want
her
.
Once
she
said
"
Melly
?
"
and
Mammy
's
voice
said
:
"
S'me
,
chile
,
"
and
put
a
cold
rag
on
her
forehead
and
she
cried
fretfully
:
"
Melly
--
Melanie
"
over
and
over
but
for
a
long
time
Melanie
did
not
come
.
For
Melanie
was
sitting
on
the
edge
of
Rhett
's
bed
and
Rhett
,
drunk
and
sobbing
,
was
sprawled
on
the
floor
,
crying
,
his
head
in
her
lap
.
Every
time
she
had
come
out
of
Scarlett
's
room
she
had
seen
him
,
sitting
on
his
bed
,
his
door
wide
,
watching
the
door
across
the
hall
.
The
room
was
untidy
,
littered
with
cigar
butts
and
dishes
of
untouched
food
.
The
bed
was
tumbled
and
unmade
and
he
sat
on
it
,
unshaven
and
suddenly
gaunt
,
endlessly
smoking
.
He
never
asked
questions
when
he
saw
her
.
She
always
stood
in
the
doorway
for
a
minute
,
giving
the
news
:
"
I
'm
sorry
,
she
's
worse
,
"
or
"
No
,
she
has
n't
asked
for
you
yet
.
You
see
,
she
's
delirious
"
or
"
You
must
n't
give
up
hope
,
Captain
Butler
.
Let
me
fix
you
some
hot
coffee
and
something
to
eat
.
You
'll
make
yourself
ill
.
"
Her
heart
always
ached
with
pity
for
him
,
although
she
was
almost
too
tired
and
sleepy
to
feel
anything
.
How
could
people
say
such
mean
things
about
him
--
say
he
was
heartless
and
wicked
and
unfaithful
to
Scarlett
,
when
she
could
see
him
getting
thin
before
her
eyes
,
see
the
torment
in
his
face
?
Tired
as
she
was
,
she
always
tried
to
be
kinder
than
usual
when
she
gave
bulletins
from
the
sick
room
.
He
looked
so
like
a
damned
soul
waiting
judgment
--
so
like
a
child
in
a
suddenly
hostile
world
.
But
everyone
was
like
a
child
to
Melanie
.
But
when
,
at
last
,
she
went
joyfully
to
his
door
to
tell
him
that
Scarlett
was
better
,
she
was
unprepared
for
what
she
found
.
There
was
a
half-empty
bottle
of
whisky
on
the
table
by
the
bed
and
the
room
reeked
with
the
odor
.
He
looked
at
her
with
bright
glazed
eyes
and
his
jaw
muscles
trembled
despite
his
efforts
to
set
his
teeth
.
"
She
's
dead
?
"
"
Oh
,
no
.
She
's
much
better
.
"
He
said
:
"
Oh
,
my
God
,
"
and
put
his
head
in
his
hands
.
She
saw
his
wide
shoulders
shake
as
with
a
nervous
chill
and
,
as
she
watched
him
pityingly
,
her
pity
changed
to
honor
for
she
saw
that
he
was
crying
.
Melanie
had
never
seen
a
man
cry
and
of
all
men
,
Rhett
,
so
suave
,
so
mocking
,
so
eternally
sure
of
himself
.
It
frightened
her
,
the
desperate
choking
sound
he
made
.
She
had
a
terrified
thought
that
he
was
drunk
and
Melanie
was
afraid
of
drunkenness
.
But
when
he
raised
his
head
and
she
caught
one
glimpse
of
his
eyes
,
she
stepped
swiftly
into
the
room
,
closed
the
door
softly
behind
her
and
went
to
him
.
She
had
never
seen
a
man
cry
but
she
had
comforted
the
tears
of
many
children
.
When
she
put
a
soft
hand
on
his
shoulder
,
his
arms
went
suddenly
around
her
skirts
.
Before
she
knew
how
it
happened
she
was
sitting
on
the
bed
and
he
was
on
the
floor
,
his
head
in
her
lap
and
his
arms
and
hands
clutching
her
in
a
frantic
clasp
that
hurt
her
.
