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Chapter 8

           Thetwenty-milejourneyfromJonesborotoAtlantahadsoexcitedherthatScarletthadbeenforcedtoholdthebabyalltheway.Now,thesightofsomanybuildingsandpeoplecompletedPrissy’sdemoralization.Shetwistedfromsidetoside,pointed,bouncedaboutandsojouncedthebabythathewailedmiserably.

           ScarlettlongedforthefatoldarmsofMammy.Mammyhadonlytolayhandsonachildandithushedcrying.ButMammywasatTaraandtherewasnothingScarlettcoulddo.ItwasuselessforhertotakelittleWadefromPrissy.HeyelledjustasloudlywhensheheldhimaswhenPrissydid.Besides,hewouldtugattheribbonsofherbonnetand,nodoubt,rumpleherdress.SoshepretendedshehadnotheardUnclePeter’ssuggestion.

           "MaybeI’lllearnaboutbabiessometime,"shethoughtirritably,asthecarriagejoltedandswayedoutofthemorasssurroundingthestation,"butI’mnevergoingtolikefoolingwiththem."AndasWade’sfacewentpurplewithhissqualling,shesnappedcrossly:"Givehimthatsugar-titinyourpocket,Priss.Anythingtomakehimhush.Iknowhe’shungry,butIcan’tdoanythingaboutthatnow."

           Prissyproducedthesugar-tit,givenherthatmorningbyMammy,andthebaby’swailssubsided.Withquietrestoredandwiththenewsightsthatmethereyes,Scarlest’sspiritsbegantorisealittle.WhenUnclePeterfinallymaneuveredthecarriageoutofthemudholesandontoPeachtreeStreet,shefeltthefirstsurgeofinterestshehadknowninmonths.Howthetownhadgrown!Itwasnotmuchmorethanayearsinceshehadlastbeenhere,anditdidnotseempossiblethatthelittleAtlantasheknewcouldhavechangedsomuch.

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