Унесенные ветром

Chapter 20

           Evennowevennow,I’dtakeachanceongettinghomeinspiteoftheYankees,ifitwasn’tforthisbaby.MaybeGeneralHoodwouldgivemeanescort.He’saniceman,GeneralHood,andIknowIcouldmakehimgivemeanescortandaflagoftrucetogetmethroughthelines.ButIhavetowaitforthisbaby!...Oh,Mother!Mother!Don’tdie!...Whydon’tthisbabyevercome?I’llseeDr.Meadetodayandaskhimifthere’sanywaytohurrybabiesupsoIcangohomeifIcangetanescort.Dr.Meadesaidshe’dhaveabadtime.DearGod!Supposesheshoulddie!Melaniedead.Melaniedead.AndAshleyNo,Imustn’tthinkaboutthat,itisn’tnice.ButAshleyNo,Imustn’tthinkaboutthatbecausehe’sprobablydead,anyway.ButhemademepromiseI’dtakecareofher.ButifIdidn’ttakecareofherandshediedandAshleyisstillaliveNo,Imustn’tthinkaboutthat.It’ssinful.AndIpromisedGodI’dbegoodifHewouldjustnotletMotherdie.Oh,ifthebabywouldonlycome.IfIcouldonlygetawayfromheregethomegetanywherebuthere."

           Scarletthatedthesightoftheominouslystilltownnowandonceshehadlovedit.Atlantawasnolongerthegay,thedesperatelygayplaceshehadloved.Itwasahideousplacelikeaplague-strickencitysoquiet,sodreadfullyquietafterthedinofthesiege.Therehadbeenstimulationinthenoiseandthedangeroftheshelling.Therewasonlyhorrorinthequietthatfollowed.Thetownseemedhaunted,hauntedwithfearanduncertaintyandmemories.

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