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Chapter 32

           Nowshewasthebeggarandabeggarinnopositiontodictateterms.

           "ButIwon’tgotohimlikeabeggar.I’llgolikeaqueengrantingfavors.He’llneverknow."

           Shewalkedtothelongpierglassandlookedatherself,herheadheldhigh.Andshesawframedinthecrackinggiltmoldingastranger.Itwasasifshewerereallyseeingherselfforthefirsttimeinayear.Shehadglancedinthemirroreverymorningtoseethatherfacewascleanandherhairtidybutshehadalwaysbeentoopressedbyotherthingstoreallyseeherself.Butthisstranger!Surelythisthinhollow-cheekedwomancouldn’tbeScarlettO’Hara!ScarlettO’Harahadapretty,coquettish,high-spiritedface.Thisfaceatwhichshestaredwasnotprettyatallandhadnoneofthecharmsherememberedsowell.Itwaswhiteandstrainedandtheblackbrowsaboveslantinggreeneyesswoopedupstartlinglyagainstthewhiteskinlikefrightenedbird’swings.Therewasahardandhuntedlookaboutthisface.

           "I’mnotprettyenoughtogethim!"shethoughtanddesperationcamebacktoher."I’mthinoh,I’mterriblythin!"

           Shepattedhercheeks,feltfranticallyathercollarbones,feelingthemstandoutthroughherbasque.Andherbreastsweresosmall,almostassmallasMelanie’s.She’dhavetoputrufflesinherbosomtomakethemlooklargerandshehadalwayshadcontemptforgirlswhoresortedtosuchsubterfuges.Ruffles!Thatbroughtupanotherthought.Herclothes.Shelookeddownatherdress,spreadingitsmendedfoldswidebetweenherhands.

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