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Chapter 47

           Heabruptlystartedoffacrosstheroomandshefollowedhim,bewildered,tothecloseddoors.

           "Whatisthematter?Whereareyougoing?"

           "Tomyroomstofinishpacking."

           "Oh,but—"

           "But,what?"

           "Nothing.Ihopeyouhaveanicetrip."

           "Thankyou."

           Heopenedthedoorandwalkedintothehall.Scarletttrailedafterhim,somewhatataloss,atrifledisappointedasatanunexpectedanticlimax.Heslippedonhiscoatandpickeduphisglovesandhat.

           "I’llwriteyou.Letmeknowifyouchangeyourmind."

           "Aren’tyou—"

           "Well?"Heseemedimpatienttobeoff.

           "Aren’tyougoingtokissmegood-by?"shewhispered,mindfuloftheearsofthehouse.

           "Don’tyouthinkyou’vehadenoughkissingforoneevening?"heretortedandgrinneddownather."Tothinkofamodest,well-brought-upyoungwomanWell,Itoldyouitwouldbefun,didn’tI?"

           "Oh,youareimpossible!"shecriedinwrath,notcaringifMammydidhear."AndIdon’tcareifyounevercomeback."

           Sheturnedandflouncedtowardthestairs,expectingtofeelhiswarmhandonherarm,stoppingher.Butheonlypulledopenthefrontdoorandacolddraftsweptin.

           "ButIwillcomeback,"hesaidandwentout,leavingheronthebottomsteplookingatthecloseddoor.

           TheringRhettbroughtbackfromEnglandwaslargeindeed,solargeitembarrassedScarletttowearit.Shelovedgaudyandexpensivejewelrybutshehadanuneasyfeelingthateveryonewassaying,withperfecttruth,thatthisringwasvulgar.

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