Унесенные ветром

Chapter 23

           "Now,blowyournoselikeagoodchild,"heordered,aglintofasmileinhiseyes,"andtellmewhattodo.Wemustworkfast."

           Sheblewhernoseobediently,stilltrembling,butshecouldnotthinkwhattotellhimtodo.Seeinghowherlipquiveredandhereyeslookedupathimhelplessly,hetookcommand.

           "Mrs.Wilkeshashadherchild?Itwillbedangeroustomoveherdangeroustodrivehertwenty-fivemilesinthatricketywagon.We’dbetterleaveherwithMrs.Meade."

           "TheMeadesaren’thome.Ican’tleaveher."

           "Verywell.Intothewagonshegoes.Whereisthatsimple-mindedlittlewench?"

           "Upstairspackingthetrunk."

           "Trunk?Youcan’ttakeanytrunkinthatwagon.It’salmosttoosmalltoholdallofyouandthewheelsarereadytocomeoffwithnoencouragement.Callherandtellhertogetthesmallestfeatherbedinthehouseandputitinthewagon."

           StillScarlettcouldnotmove.Hetookherarminastronggraspandsomeofthevitalitywhichanimatedhimseemedtoflowintoherbody.Ifonlyshecouldbeascoolandcasualashewas!Hepropelledherintothehallbutshestillstoodhelplesslylookingathim.Hislipwentdownmockingly:"CanthisbetheheroicyoungwomanwhoassuredmeshefearedneitherGodnorman?"

           Hesuddenlyburstintolaughteranddroppedherarm.Stung,sheglaredathim,hatinghim.

           "I’mnotafraid,"shesaid.

           "Yes,youare.Inanothermomentyou’llbeinaswoonandIhavenosmellingsaltsaboutme."

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