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Chapter 39

           Howhadsheeverborneit,shethought,awayforallthesemonths,awayfromthefreshsmellofcountryair,theplowedearthandthesweetnessofsummernights?Themoistredearthsmelledsogood,sofamiliar,sofriendly,shewantedtogetoutandscoopupahandful.Thehoneysucklewhichdrapedthegulliedredsidesoftheroadintangledgreenerywaspiercinglyfragrantasalwaysafterrain,thesweetestperfumeintheworld.Abovetheirheadsaflockofchimneyswallowswhirledsuddenlyonswiftwingsandnowandthenarabbitscurriedstartledacrosstheroad,hiswhitetailbobbinglikeaneiderdownpowderpuff.Shesawwithpleasurethatthecottonstoodwell,astheypassedbetweenplowedfieldswherethegreenbushesrearedthemselvessturdilyoutoftheredearth.Howbeautifulallthiswas!Thesoftgraymistintheswampybottoms,theredearthandgrowingcotton,theslopingfieldswithcurvinggreenrowsandtheblackpinesrisingbehindeverythinglikesablewalls.HowhadsheeverstayedinAtlantasolong?

           "Scarlett,beforeItellyouaboutMr.O’HaraandIwanttotellyoueverythingbeforeyougethomeIwanttoaskyouropiniononamatter.Ifiggeryou’retheheadofthehousenow."

           "Whatisit,Will?"

           Heturnedhismildsobergazeonherforamoment.

           "Ijustwantedyourapprovaltomymarryin’Suellen."

           Scarlettclutchedtheseat,sosurprisedthatshealmostfellbackwards.MarrySuellen!She’dneverthoughtofanybodymarryingSuellensinceshehadtakenFrankKennedyfromher.

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