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Chapter 39

           "Oh—er—Scarlett,"hebeganawkwardly,stillholdingherhand,"I’mmightysorryaboutyourfather."

           "Thankyou,"shereplied,wishinghehadnotsaidit.HiswordsbroughtupGerald’sfloridfaceandbellowingvoicesoclearly.

           "Ifit’sanycomforttoyou,Scarlett,we’remightyproudofhimaroundhere,"Alexcontinued,droppingherhand."He—well,wefigurehediedlikeasoldierandinasoldier’scause."

           Nowwhatdidhemeanbythat,shethoughtconfusedly.Asoldier?Hadsomeoneshothim?HadhegottenintoafightwiththeScallawagsasTonyhad?Butshemustn’thearmore.Shewouldcryifshetalkedabouthimandshemustn’tcry,notuntilshewassafelyinthewagonwithWillandoutinthecountrywherenostrangercouldseeher.Willwouldn’tmatter.Hewasjustlikeabrother.

           "Alex,Idon’twanttotalkaboutit,"shesaidshortly.

           "Idon’tblameyouonebit,Scarlett,"saidAlexwhilethedarkbloodofangerfloodedhisface."Ifitwasmysister,I’d—well,Scarlett,I’veneveryetsaidaharshwordaboutanywoman,butpersonallyIthinksomebodyoughttotakearawhidewhiptoSuellen."

           Whatfoolishnesswashetalkingaboutnow,shewondered.WhathadSuellentodowithitall?

           "Everybodyaroundherefeelsthesamewayabouther,I’msorrytosay.Will’stheonlyonewhotakesupforher—and,ofcourse,MissMelanie,butshe’sasaintandwon’tseebadinanyoneand—"

           "IsaidIdidn’twanttotalkaboutit,"shesaidcoldlybutAlexdidnotseemrebuffed.

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