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Chapter 34

           "Anddropthatdemureexpression."

           Unwillinglyshemethiseyes,defianceandperturbationonherface.Hisblackbrowswereupandhiseyesgleamed.

           "SoyouhavebeendoingverynicelyatTara,haveyou?Clearedsomuchmoneyonthecottonyoucangovisiting.Whathaveyoubeendoingwithyourhandsplowing?"

           Shetriedtowrenchthemawaybutheheldthemhard,runninghisthumbsoverthecalluses.

           "Thesearenotthehandsofalady,"hesaidandtossedthemintoherlap.

           "Oh,shutup!"shecried,feelingamomentaryintensereliefatbeingabletospeakherfeelings."WhosebusinessisitwhatIdowithmyhands?"

           WhatafoolIam,shethoughtvehemently.IshouldhaveborrowedorstolenAuntPitty’sgloves.ButIdidn’trealizemyhandslookedsobad.Ofcourse,hewouldnoticethem.AndnowI’velostmytemperandprobablyruinedeverything.Oh,tohavethishappenwhenhewasrightatthepointofadeclaration!

           "Yourhandsarecertainlynobusinessofmine,"saidRhettcoollyandloungedbackinhischairindolently,hisfaceasmoothblank.

           Sohewasgoingtobedifficult.Well,she’dhavetobearitmeekly,muchasshedislikedit,ifsheexpectedtosnatchvictoryfromthisdebacle.Perhapsifshesweet-talkedhim

           "Ithinkyou’rerealrudetothrowoffonmypoorhands.JustbecauseIwentridinglastweekwithoutmyglovesandruinedthem—"

           "Riding,hell!"hesaidinthesamelevelvoice."You’vebeenworkingwiththosehands,workinglikeanigger.

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