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gvk9w2rqof ([info]gvk9w2rqof) wrote,
@ 2010-07-12 01:43:00

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He was convinced Scarlett had eyes in the back of...
He was convinced Scarlett had eyes in the back of her head
and could read people's minds
Scarlett went home for dinner when she left the storeAfter she
washed her face and hands, she started on the pile of newspapers
The account of Melanie's funeral was just what she should have
expected-a minimum number of words, giving Melanie's name,
birthplace,
and date of deathA lady's name could be in the news three times
only: at her birth, her marriage, and her deathAnd there must never
be any detailsScarlett had written out the notice herself, and she'd
added what she thought was a suitably dignified line about how tragic
it was for Melanie to have died so young and how much she would be
missed by her grieving family and all her friends in AtlantaIndia
must have taken omega automatic seamaster watch it out, Scarlett thought irritablyIf only Ashley's
household was in anybody's hands except India's, life would be a lot
easierThe very next issue of the newspaper made Scarlett's palms
wet
with fear-sweat
The next, and the next, and the next-she turned through the pages
rapidly, with mounting alarm"Leave it on the table," she said when
the maid announced dinnerThe chicken breast was stuck in
congealed
gravy by the time she got to the table, but it didn't matterShe was
too upset to eatUncle Henry had been rightThere was a panic, and
rightly soThe world of business was in desperate turmoil, even
collapseThe stock market in New York had been closed for ten days
after the day the reporters were calling "Black Friday," when stock
prices plunged downward because tiffany cross everyone was selling and no one
was
buyingIn major American cities banks were closing because their
customers wanted their money, and their money was gone-invested by
the
banks in "safe" stocks that had become nearly worthlessFactories in
industrial areas were closing at the rate of almost one every day,
leaving thousands of workers without work and without moneyHenry
said it couldn't happen in Atlanta, Scarlett told herself again and
againBut she had to restrain her impulse to go to the bank and bring
home her lock box of goldIf Rhett hadn't bought bank shares, she
would have done itShe thought about the errand she'd planned for
the
afternoon, wished fervently that the idea had never crossed her mind,
decided that it had to be doneEven though the country was in pink vuitton bag a
panicEven more so, in factMaybe she should have a tiny glass of
brandy to settle her churning stomachThe decanter was right there
on
the sideboardIt would keep her nerves from jumping half out of her
skin, too
No-it could be smelt on her breath, even if she ate parsley or mint
leaves afterwardsShe took a deep breath and got up from the table
"Run out to the carriage house and tell Elias I'm going out," she told
the maid who came in response to the bellThere was no answer to
her
ring at Aunt Pittypat's front doorScarlett was sure she saw one of
the lace curtains twitch at a parlor window
She twisted the bell againThere was the sound of the bell in the
hall beyond the door, and a muffled sound of movementScarlett
rang
againAll was silence when the ringing gucci men watches fadedShe waited for a count
of twentyA horse and buggy passed along the street behind herIf
anybody saw me standing here locked out, I'd never be able to look
them
in the face without perishing of shame, she thought
She could feel her cheeks flamingUncle Henry was right the whole
wayShe wasn't being receivedAll her life she had heard of people
who were so scandalous that no decent person would open the door to
them, but in her wildest imagination she'd never thought it could
happen to herShe was Scarlett O 'Hara, daughter of Ellen Robillard,
of the Savannah RobillardsThis couldn't be happening to herI'm
here to do good, too, she thought with hurt bewildermentHer eyes
felt hot, a warning of tearsThen, as so often happened, she was
swept by a tide of anger and le dix balenciaga outra


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