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There
was
a
look
of
consternation
in
them
,
of
incredulity
and
something
more
--
what
was
it
?
Yes
,
Gerald
had
looked
that
way
the
day
his
pet
hunter
had
broken
his
leg
and
he
had
had
to
shoot
him
.
Why
did
she
have
to
think
of
that
now
?
Such
a
silly
thought
.
And
why
did
Ashley
look
so
oddly
and
say
nothing
?
Then
something
like
a
well-trained
mask
came
down
over
his
face
and
he
smiled
gallantly
.
"
Is
n't
it
enough
that
you
've
collected
every
other
man
's
heart
here
today
?
"
he
said
,
with
the
old
,
teasing
,
caressing
note
in
his
voice
.
"
Do
you
want
to
make
it
unanimous
?
Well
,
you
've
always
had
my
heart
,
you
know
.
You
cut
your
teeth
on
it
.
"
Something
was
wrong
--
all
wrong
!
This
was
not
the
way
she
had
planned
it
.
Through
the
mad
tearing
of
ideas
round
and
round
in
her
brain
,
one
was
beginning
to
take
form
.
Somehow
--
for
some
reason
--
Ashley
was
acting
as
if
he
thought
she
was
just
flirting
with
him
.
But
he
knew
differently
.
She
knew
he
did
.
"
Ashley
--
Ashley
--
tell
me
--
you
must
--
oh
,
do
n't
tease
me
now
!
Have
I
your
heart
?
Oh
,
my
dear
,
I
lo
--
"
His
hand
went
across
her
lips
,
swiftly
.
The
mask
was
gone
.
"
You
must
not
say
these
things
,
Scarlett
!
You
must
n't
.
You
do
n't
mean
them
.
You
'll
hate
yourself
for
saying
them
,
and
you
'll
hate
me
for
hearing
them
!
"
She
jerked
her
head
away
.
A
hot
swift
current
was
running
through
her
.
"
I
could
n't
ever
hate
you
.
I
tell
you
I
love
you
and
I
know
you
must
care
about
me
because
--
"
She
stopped
.
Never
before
had
she
seen
so
much
misery
in
anyone
's
face
.
"
Ashley
,
do
you
care
--
you
do
,
do
n't
you
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
he
said
dully
.
"
I
care
.
"
