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Chapter 20

           CarreenmustbedyingifshewassofarbeyondEllen’smedicalskillthatGeraldwashuntingadoctor!Asthecourierwentoffinasmallwhirlwindofreddust,ScarletttoreopenGerald’sletterwithfingersthattrembled.SogreatwastheshortageofpaperintheConfederacynowthatGerald’snotewaswrittenbetweenthelinesofherlastlettertohimandreadingitwasdifficult.

           "DearDaughter,YourMotherandbothgirlshavethetyphoid.Theyareveryillbutwemusthopeforthebest.WhenyourmothertooktoherbedshebademewriteyouthatundernoconditionwereyoutocomehomeandexposeyourselfandWadetothedisease.Shesendsherloveandbidsyouprayforher."

           "Prayforher!"Scarlettflewupthestairstoherroomand,droppingonherkneesbythebed,prayedasshehadneverprayedbefore.NoformalRosariesnowbutthesamewordsoverandover:"MotherofGod,don’tletherdie!I’llbesogoodifyoudon’tletherdie!Please,don’tletherdie!"

           ForthenextweekScarlettcreptaboutthehouselikeastrickenanimal,waitingfornews,startingateverysoundofhorses’hooves,rushingdownthedarkstairatnightwhensoldierscametappingatthedoor,butnonewscamefromTara.Thewidthofthecontinentmighthavespreadbetweenherandhomeinsteadoftwenty-fivemilesofdustyroad.

           Themailswerestilldisrupted,nooneknewwheretheConfederateswereorwhattheYankeeswereupto.Nooneknewanythingexceptthatthousandsofsoldiers,grayandblue,weresomewherebetweenAtlantaandJonesboro.

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