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Chapter 27

           Smokewasstillrollingfromthequarters,envelopingthecabinsinthickclouds,andthesmellofburningcottonwasstrong.Scarlettsawwispsofsmokedriftingfromthekitchenandshestirredfranticallytorise.

           ButshewaspushedbackasMelanie’scalmvoicesaid:"Liestill,dear.Thefire’sout."

           Shelayquietforamoment,eyesclosed,sighingwithrelief,andheardtheslobberygurgleofthebabynearbyandthereassuringsoundofWade’shiccoughing.Sohewasn’tdead,thankGod!SheopenedhereyesandlookedupintoMelanie’sface.Hercurlsweresinged,herfaceblackwithsmutbuthereyesweresparklingwithexcitementandshewassmiling.

           "Youlooklikeanigger,"murmuredScarlett,burrowingherheadwearilyintoitssoftpillow.

           "Andyoulookliketheendmaninaminstrelshow,"repliedMelanieequably.

           "Whydidyouhavetohitme?"

           "Because,mydarling,yourbackwasonfire.Ididn’tdreamyou’dfaint,thoughtheLordknowsyou’vehadenoughtodaytokillyou....IcamebackassoonasIgotthestocksafeinthewoods.Inearlydied,thinkingaboutyouandthebabyalone.DidtheYankeesharmyou?"

           "Ifyoumeandidtheyrapeme,no,"saidScarlett,groaningasshetriedtositup.ThoughMelanie’slapwassoft,theporchonwhichshewaslyingwasfarfromcomfortable."Butthey’vestoleneverything,everything

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