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Chapter 34

           "YourememberthatnightonAuntPitty’sporch,duringthesiege?Yousaidyousaidthenthatyouwantedme."

           Heleanedbackcarelesslyinhischairandlookedintohertensefaceandhisowndarkfacewasinscrutable.Somethingflickeredbehindhiseyesbuthesaidnothing.

           "Yousaidyousaidyou’dneverwantedawomanasmuchasyouwantedme.Ifyoustillwantme,youcanhaveme.Rhett,I’lldoanythingyousaybut,forGod’ssake,writemeadraftforthemoney!Myword’sgood.Iswearit.Iwon’tgobackonit.I’llputitinwritingifyoulike."

           Helookedatheroddly,stillinscrutableandasshehurriedonshecouldnottellifhewereamusedorrepelled.Ifhewouldonlysaysomething,anything!Shefelthercheeksgettinghot.

           "Ihavegottohavethemoneysoon,Rhett.They’llturnusoutintheroadandthatdamnedoverseerofFather’swillowntheplaceand—"

           "Justaminute.WhatmakesyouthinkIstillwantyou?Whatmakesyouthinkyouareworththreehundreddollars?Mostwomendon’tcomethathigh."

           Sheblushedtoherhairlineandherhumiliationwascomplete.

           "Whyareyoudoingthis?WhynotletthefarmgoandliveatMissPittypat’s.Youownhalfthathouse."

           "NameofGod!"shecried."Areyouafool?Ican’tletTarago.It’shome.Iwon’tletitgo.NotwhileI’vegotbreathleftinme!"

           "TheIrish,"saidhe,loweringhischairbacktolevelandremovinghishandsfromhispockets,"arethedamnedestrace.Theyputsomuchemphasisonsomanywrongthings.Land,forinstance.

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