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Chapter 37

           Shelethimkissherandthetwomenwentoutintothedrivingrainandstoodforamoment,talkingonthebackporch.ThensheheardasuddensplashingofhoovesandTonywasgone.SheopenedthedooracrackandsawFrankleadingaheaving,stumblinghorseintothecarriagehouse.Sheshutthedooragainandsatdown,herkneestrembling.

           NowsheknewwhatReconstructionmeant,knewaswellasifthehousewereringedaboutbynakedsavages,squattinginbreechclouts.Nowtherecamerushingtohermindmanythingstowhichshehadgivenlittlethoughtrecently,conversationsshehadheardbuttowhichshehadnotlistened,masculinetalkwhichhadbeencheckedhalffinishedwhenshecameintorooms,smallincidentsinwhichshehadseennosignificanceatthetime,Frank’sfutilewarningstoheragainstdrivingouttothemillwithonlythefeebleUnclePetertoprotecther.Nowtheyfittedthemselvestogetherintoonehorrifyingpicture.

           ThenegroeswereontopandbehindthemweretheYankeebayonets.Shecouldbekilled,shecouldberapedand,veryprobably,nothingwouldeverbedoneaboutit.AndanyonewhoavengedherwouldbehangedbytheYankees,hangedwithoutbenefitoftrialbyjudgeandjury.YankeeofficerswhoknewnothingoflawandcaredlessforthecircumstancesofthecrimecouldgothroughthemotionsofholdingatrialandputaropearoundaSoutherner’sneck.

           "Whatcanwedo?"shethought,wringingherhandsinanagonyofhelplessfear.

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