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Chapter 45

           ScarlettfeltRhett’shardpenetratingeyesuponher,knewthatherheartwasplainuponherface,butshedidnotcare.Ashleywasbleeding,perhapsdyingandshewholovedhimhadtornthatholethroughhisshoulder.Shewantedtoruntothebed,sinkdownbesideitandclasphimtoherbutherkneestrembledsothatshecouldnotentertheroom.Handathermouth,shestaredwhileMelaniepackedafreshtowelagainsthisshoulder,pressingithardasthoughshecouldforcebackthebloodintohisbody.Butthetowelreddenedasthoughbymagic.

           Howcouldamanbleedsomuchandstilllive?But,thankGod,therewasnobubbleofbloodathislipsoh,thosefrothyredbubbles,forerunnersofdeaththatsheknewsowellfromthedreadfuldayofthebattleatPeachtreeCreekwhenthewoundedhaddiedonAuntPitty’slawnwithbloodymouths.

           "Braceup,"saidRhett,andtherewasahard,faintlyjeeringnoteinhisvoice."Hewon’tdie.Now,gotakethelampandholditforMrs.Wilkes.IneedArchietorunerrands."

           ArchielookedacrossthelampatRhett.

           "Iain’ttakin’noordersfromyou,"hesaidbriefly,shiftinghiswadoftobaccototheothercheek.

           "Youdowhathesays,"saidMelaniesternly,"anddoitquickly.DoeverythingCaptainButlersays.Scarlett,takethelamp."

           Scarlettwentforwardandtookthelamp,holdingitinbothhandstokeepfromdroppingit.Ashley’seyeshadclosedagain.HisbarechestheavedupslowlyandsankquicklyandtheredstreamseepedfrombetweenMelanie’ssmallfranticfingers.

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