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Chapter 24

           ThentheytoppedtheriseandbeforethemlaytheoaksofTara,atoweringdarkmassagainstthedarkeningsky.Scarlettlookedhastilytoseeiftherewasalightanywhere.Therewasnone.

           "Theyaregone!"saidherheart,likecoldleadinherbreast."Gone!"

           Sheturnedthehorse’sheadintothedriveway,andthecedars,meetingovertheirheadscastthemintomidnightblackness.Peeringupthelongtunnelofdarkness,straininghereyesshesawaheadordidshesee?Werehertiredeyesplayinghertricks?thewhitebricksofTarablurredandindistinct.Home!Home!Thedearwhitewalls,thewindowswiththeflutteringcurtains,thewideverandasweretheyallthereaheadofher,inthegloom?OrdidthedarknessmercifullyconcealsuchahorrorastheMacIntoshhouse?

           Theavenueseemedmileslongandthehorse,pullingstubbornlyatherhand,ploppedslowerandslower.Eagerlyhereyessearchedthedarkness.Theroofseemedtobeintact.Coulditbecoulditbe?No,itwasn’tpossible.Warstoppedfornothing,notevenTara,builttolastfivehundredyears.ItcouldnothavepassedoverTara.

           Thentheshadowyoutlinedidtakeform.Shepulledthehorseforwardfaster.Thewhitewallsdidshowtherethroughthedarkness.Anduntarnishedbysmoke.Tarahadescaped!Home!Shedroppedthebridleandranthelastfewsteps,leapedforwardwithanurgetoclutchthewallsthemselvesinherarms.Thenshesawaform,shadowyinthedimness,emergingfromtheblacknessofthefrontverandaandstandingatthetopofthesteps.

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