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Chapter 45

           Therewasatrampingoffeet.Scarlettcheckedastartofterrorasshedimlysawbeardedfacespeeringinthewindowsatthem.Melaniesatdownandwithahandthatdidnottremblereachedforabookonthetable.ItwasaraggedcopyofLesMiserables,thatbookwhichcaughtthefancyoftheConfederatesoldiers.Theyhadreaditbycamp-firelightandtooksomegrimpleasureincallingit"Lee’sMiserables."Sheopeneditatthemiddleandbegantoreadinaclearmonotonousvoice.

           "Sew,"commandedArchieinahoarsewhisperandthethreewomen,nervedbyMelanie’scoolvoice,pickeduptheirsewingandbowedtheirheads.

           HowlongMelaniereadbeneaththatcircleofwatchingeyes,Scarlettneverknewbutitseemedhours.ShedidnotevenhearawordthatMelanieread.NowshewasbeginningtothinkofFrankaswellasAshley.Sothiswastheexplanationofhisapparentcalmthisevening!HehadpromisedherhewouldhavenothingtodowiththeKlan.Oh,thiswasjustthekindoftroubleshehadfearedwouldcomeuponthem!Alltheworkofthislastyearwouldgofornothing.Allherstrugglesandfearsandlaborsinrainandcoldhadbeenwasted.AndwhowouldhavethoughtthatspiritlessoldFrankwouldgethimselfmixedupinthehot-headeddoingsoftheKlan?Evenatthisminute,hemightbedead.Andifhewasn’tdeadandtheYankeescaughthim,he’dbehanged.AndAshley,too!

           Hernailsdugintoherpalmsuntilfourbright-redcrescentsshowed.

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