Унесенные ветром

Chapter 32

           But,byGod,Iwon’tgiveyouacentnow!Youhighflying,bog-trottingIrishwillfindoutwho’srunningthingsaroundherewhenyougetsoldoutfortaxes.AndI’llbuythisplace,lock,stockandbarrelfurnitureandallandI’llliveinit."

           SoitwasJonasWilkersonwhowantedTaraJonasandEmmie,whoinsometwistedwaythoughttoevenpastslightsbylivinginthehomewheretheyhadbeenslighted.Allhernerveshummedwithhate,astheyhadhummedthatdaywhensheshovedthepistolbarrelintotheYankee’sbeardedfaceandfired.Shewishedshehadthatpistolnow.

           "I’lltearthishousedown,stonebystone,andburnitandsoweveryacrewithsaltbeforeIseeeitherofyouputfootoverthisthreshold,"sheshouted."Getout,Itellyou!Getout!"

           Jonasglaredather,startedtosaymoreandthenwalkedtowardthecarriage.Heclimbedinbesidehiswhimperingwifeandturnedthehorse.Astheydroveoff,Scarletthadtheimpulsetospitatthem.Shedidspit.Sheknewitwasacommon,childishgesturebutitmadeherfeelbetter.Shewishedshehaddoneitwhiletheycouldseeher.

           Thosedamnedniggerloversdaringtocomehereandtauntheraboutherpoverty!ThathoundneverintendedofferingherapriceforTara.HejustusedthatasanexcusetocomeandflaunthimselfandEmmieinherface.ThedirtyScallawags,thelousytrashypoorwhites,boastingtheywouldliveatTara!

           Then,suddenterrorstruckherandherragemelted.

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