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Chapter 32

           And,asshetookintheblackvelvetpaletot,howshortjacketsare!Andwhatacunninghat!Bonnetsmustbeoutofstyle,forthishatwasonlyanabsurdflatredvelvetaffair,perchedonthetopofthewoman’sheadlikeastiffenedpancake.Theribbonsdidnottieunderthechinasbonnetribbonstiedbutinthebackunderthemassivebunchofcurlswhichfellfromtherearofthehat,curlswhichScarlettcouldnothelpnoticingdidnotmatchthewoman’shairineithercolorortexture.

           Asthewomansteppedtothegroundandlookedtowardthehouse,Scarlettsawtherewassomethingfamiliarabouttherabbityface,cakedwithwhitepowder.

           "Why,it’sEmmieSlattery!"shecried,sosurprisedshespokethewordsaloud.

           "Yes’m,it’sme,"saidEmmie,tossingherheadwithaningratiatingsmileandstartingtowardthesteps.

           EmmieSlattery!Thedirtytow-headedslutwhoseillegitimatebabyEllenhadbaptized,EmmiewhohadgiventyphoidtoEllenandkilledher.Thisoverdressed,common,nastypieceofpoorwhitetrashwascomingupthestepsofTara,bridlingandgrinningasifshebelongedhere.ScarlettthoughtofEllenand,inarush,feelingcamebackintotheemptinessofhermind,amurderousragesostrongitshookherliketheague.

           "Getoffthosesteps,youtrashywench!"shecried."Getoffthisland!Getout!"

           Emmie’sjawsaggedsuddenlyandsheglancedatJonaswhocameupwithloweringbrows.Hemadeaneffortatdignity,despitehisanger.

           "Youmustnotspeakthatwaytomywife,"hesaid.

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