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Chapter 22

           CookiesayMissMeadeshewashin’himan’fixinterbuhyhimfo’deYankeesgitshyah.Cookiesayeffendepaingettoobad,jes’youputaknifeunnerMissMelly’sbedan’itcutdepainintwo."

           ScarlettwantedtoslapheragainforthishelpfulinformationbutMelanieopenedwide,dilatedeyesandwhispered:"DeararetheYankeescoming?"

           "No,"saidScarlettstoutly."Prissy’saliar."

           "Yas’m,Ahshois,"Prissyagreedfervently.

           "They’recoming,"whisperedMelanieundeceivedandburiedherfaceinthepillow.Hervoicecameoutmuffled.

           "Mypoorbaby.Mypoorbaby."And,afteralonginterval:"Oh,Scarlett,youmustn’tstayhere.YoumustgoandtakeWade."

           WhatMelaniesaidwasnomorethanScarletthadbeenthinkingbuthearingitputintowordsinfuriatedher,shamedherasifhersecretcowardicewaswrittenplainlyinherface.

           "Don’tbeagoose.I’mnotafraid.YouknowIwon’tleaveyou."

           "Youmightaswell.I’mgoingtodie."Andshebeganmoaningagain.

           Scarlettcamedownthedarkstairsslowly,likeanoldwoman,feelingherway,clingingtothebanisterslestshefall.Herlegswereleaden,tremblingwithfatigueandstrain,andsheshiveredwithcoldfromtheclammysweatthatsoakedherbody.Feeblyshemadeherwayontothefrontporchandsankdownonthetopstep.Shesprawledbackagainstapillaroftheporchandwithashakinghandunbuttonedherbasquehalfwaydownherbosom.Thenightwasdrenchedinwarmsoftdarknessandshelaystaringintoit,dullasanox.

           Itwasallover.

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