I wonder how much money he's gotThen-he does...
I
wonder how much money he's gotThen-he does still love me, this
proves itNo man would ever spoil a woman the way Rhett spoiled
me all
these years unless he loved her to distraction, and he's going to keep
on giving me every thing and anything I wantHe must still feel the
same, or he'd rein inOh, I knew it!
I knew itHe didn't mean all those things he saidHe just didn't
believe me when I told him I know now that I love himScarlett held
Rhett's letter to her cheek as if she were holding the hand that had
written itShe'd prove it to him, prove she loved him with all her
heart, and then they'd be so happy-the happiest people in the whole
world! She covered the letter with kisses before she put it carefully
away in a drawerThen she set to work on the store accounts tiffany replica with
enthusiasmDoing business invigorated her
When a maid tapped on the door and timidly asked about supper,
Scarlett
barely glanced up"Bring me something on a tray," she said, "and
light the fire in the grate It was chilly with darkness falling, and
she was hungry as a wolfShe slept extremely well that nightThe
store had done well in her absence, and the supper was satisfying in
her stomachIt was good to be home, especially with Rhett's letter
resting safely under her pillowShe woke and stretched luxuriously
The crackle of paper beneath her pillow made her smileAfter she
rang
for her breakfast tray, she began to plan her day
It must be low on stock of a lot of things; Kershaw kept the books well
enough, but he didn't have the sense of a pea henHe'd run right out
of tiffany's bean necklace flour and sugar before he thought about refilling the kegs, and he
probably hadn't ordered a speck of kerosene or so much as a stick of
kindling even though it was getting colder every dayShe hadn't
gotten around to the newspapers last night, either, and going to the
store would save her all that boring readingAnything worth knowing
about in Atlanta she'd pick up from Kershaw and the clerks
There was nothing like a general store for collecting all the stories
that were going aroundPeople loved to talk while they were waiting
for their goods to be wrappedWhy, half the time she already knew
what was on the front page before the paper ever got printed; she
could
probably throw away the whole batch on her desk and not miss a
thing
Scarlett's smile disappearedThere'd be a discount tiffany's necklace piece
about Melanie's burial, and she wanted to see itSo The store would have to wait
She had other obligations to see to firstWhatever possessed me to
promise Melly that I'd take care of Ashley and Beau? But I promised
I'd best go there firstAnd I'd better take Pansy to make everything
properTongues must be wagging all over town after that scene at
the
graveyardNo sense adding to the gossip by seeing Ashley alone
Scarlett hurried across the thick carpet to the embroidered bell pull
and jerked it savagelyWhere was her breakfast? Oh, no, Pansy was
still at TaraShe'd have to take one of the other servants; that new
girl, Rebecca, would doShe hoped Rebecca could help her dress
without making too big a mess of it
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When her carriage pulled up in front of Ashley and Melanie's tiny house
on Ivy Street, Scarlett saw that the mourning wreath was gone from
the
door, and the windows were all shutteredIndia, she thought at
onceShe's taken Ashley and Beau to live at Aunt Pittypat's
She must be mighty pleased with herselfAshley's sister India was,
and always had been, Scarlett's implacable enemy
Scarlett bit her lip and considered her dilemmaShe was sure that
Ashley must have moved to Aunt Pitty's with Beau; it was the most
sensible thing for him to doWithout Melanie, and now with Dilcey
gone, there was no one to run Ashley's house or mother his sonAt
Pittypat's there was comfort, an orderly household, and constant
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