Унесенные ветром

Chapter 63

           Pity!Kindness!"Oh,myGod,"shethoughtdespairingly.Anythingbutpityandkindness.Whenevershefeltthesetwoemotionsforanyone,theywenthandinhandwithcontempt.Washecontemptuousofhertoo?Anythingwouldbepreferabletothat.Eventhecynicalcoolnessofthewardays,thedrunkenmadnessthatdrovehimthenighthecarriedherupthestairs,hishardfingersbruisingherbody,orthebarbeddrawlingwordsthatshenowrealizedhadcoveredabitterlove.Anythingexceptthisimpersonalkindnessthatwaswrittensoplainlyinhisface.

           "ThenthenyoumeanI’veruineditallthatyoudon’tlovemeanymore?"

           "That’sright."

           "But,"shesaidstubbornly,likeachildwhostillfeelsthattostateadesireistogainthatdesire,"butIloveyou!"

           "That’syourmisfortune."

           Shelookedupquicklytoseeiftherewasajeerbehindthosewordsbuttherewasnone.Hewassimplystatingafact.Butitwasafactshestillwouldnotbelievecouldnotbelieve.ShelookedathimwithslantingeyesthatburnedwithadesperateobstinacyandthesuddenhardlineofjawthatsprangoutthroughhersoftcheekwasGerald’sjaw.

           "Don’tbeafool,Rhett!Icanmake—"

           Heflungupahandinmockhorrorandhisblackbrowswentupintheoldsardoniccrescents.

           "Don’tlooksodetermined,Scarlett!Youfrightenme.IseeyouarecontemplatingthetransferofyourtempestuousaffectionsfromAshleytomeandIfearformylibertyandmypeaceofmind.

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