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And
why
did
Rhett
speak
with
such
certainty
about
what
Ashley
's
future
actions
would
be
?
What
did
he
know
of
him
?
"
Yes
,
they
'll
go
back
immediately
,
"
replied
Ashley
and
he
avoided
Scarlett
's
dumbfounded
gaze
.
"
Have
you
lost
your
mind
?
"
she
cried
.
"
You
'll
lose
all
the
money
on
the
lease
and
what
kind
of
labor
can
you
get
,
anyway
?
"
"
I
'll
use
free
darkies
,
"
said
Ashley
.
"
Free
darkies
!
Fiddle-dee-dee
!
You
know
what
their
wages
will
cost
and
besides
you
'll
have
the
Yankees
on
your
neck
every
minute
to
see
if
you
're
giving
them
chicken
three
times
a
day
and
tucking
them
to
sleep
under
eiderdown
quilts
.
And
if
you
give
a
lazy
darky
a
couple
of
licks
to
speed
him
up
,
you
'll
hear
the
Yankees
scream
from
here
to
Dalton
and
you
'll
end
up
in
jail
.
Why
,
convicts
are
the
only
--
"
Melanie
looked
down
into
her
lap
at
her
twisted
hands
.
Ashley
looked
unhappy
but
obdurate
.
For
a
moment
he
was
silent
.
Then
his
gaze
crossed
Rhett
's
and
it
was
as
if
he
found
understanding
and
encouragement
in
Rhett
's
eyes
--
a
glance
that
was
not
lost
on
Scarlett
.
"
I
wo
n't
work
convicts
,
Scarlett
,
"
he
said
quietly
.
"
Well
,
sir
!
"
her
breath
was
taken
away
.
"
And
why
not
?
Are
you
afraid
people
will
talk
about
you
like
they
do
about
me
?
"
Ashley
raised
his
head
.
"
I
'm
not
afraid
of
what
people
say
as
long
as
I
'm
right
.
And
I
have
never
felt
that
convict
labor
was
right
.
"
