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Gone With The Wind
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Chapter-3 But no, that wasn't possible. Bruce 2024-10-6 08 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:36
Chapter-3 Sometimes when Scarlett tiptoed at night to kiss her tall mother's cheek, she looked up at the mouth with its too short, too tender upper lip, a mouth too easily hurt by the world, and wondered if it had ever curved in silly girlish giggling or Bruce 2024-10-6 08 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:36
Chapter-3 There was a steely quality under her stately gentleness that awed the whole household, Gerald as well as the girls, though he would have died rather than admit it. Bruce 2024-10-6 08 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:35
Chapter-3 In the mornings, after all-night sessions at births and deaths, when old Dr.Fontaine and young Dr.Fontaine were both out on calls and could not be found to help her, Ellen presided at the breakfast table as usual, her dark eyes circled with wear Bruce 2024-10-6 08 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:35
Chapter-3 Yes, it was good to creep back into bed and know that Ellen was abroad in the night and everything was right. Bruce 2024-10-6 07 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:35
Chapter-3 They are not sick enough to die. Bruce 2024-10-6 07 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:35
Chapter-3 You will wake Mr.O'Hara. Bruce 2024-10-6 07 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:35
Chapter-3 It had always been so soothing to Scarlett to hear her mother whisper, firmly but compassionately, as she tiptoed down the hall: Hush, not so loudly. Bruce 2024-10-6 06 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:35
Chapter-3 As a child, she often had crept to the door and, peeping through the tiniest crack, had seen Ellen emerge from the dark room, where Gerald's snores were rhythmic and untroubled, into the flickering light of an upheld candle, her medicine case un Bruce 2024-10-6 06 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:34
Chapter-3 Scarlett, whose room lay across the hall from her mother's, knew from babyhood the soft sound of scurrying bare black feet on the hardwood floor in the hours of dawn, the urgent tappings on her mother's door, and the muffled, frightened negro vo Bruce 2024-10-6 06 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:34
Chapter-3 When Ellen was dressing for a ball or for guests or even to go to Jonesboro for Court Day, it frequently required two hours, two maids and Mammy to turn her out to her own satisfaction; but her swift toilets in times of emergency were amazing. Bruce 2024-10-6 06 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:34
Chapter-3 She had never seen her mother stirred from her austere placidity, nor her personal appointments anything but perfect, no matter what the hour of day or night. Bruce 2024-10-6 06 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:34
Chapter-3 Scarlett could not imagine her mother's hands without her gold thimble or her rustling figure unaccompanied by the small negro girl whose sole function in life was to remove basting threads and carry the rosewood sewing box from room to room, as Bruce 2024-10-6 07 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:34
Chapter-3 It was delicate embroidery if company were present, but at other times her hands were occupied with Gerald's ruffled shirts, the girls' dresses or garments for the slaves. Bruce 2024-10-6 07 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:34
Chapter-3 Nor had she ever seen her sit down without a bit of needlework in her hands, except at mealtime, while attending the sick or while working at the bookkeeping of the plantation. Bruce 2024-10-6 06 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:33
Chapter-3 Scarlett had never seen her mother's back touch the back of any chair on which she sat. Bruce 2024-10-6 06 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:33
Chapter-3 As far back as Scarlett could remember, her mother had always been the same, her voice soft and sweet whether in praising or in reproving, her manner efficient and unruffled despite the daily emergencies of Gerald's turbulent household, her spir Bruce 2024-10-6 06 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:33
Chapter-3 It was a voice never raised in command to a servant or reproof to a child but a voice that was obeyed instantly at Tara, where her husband's blustering and roaring were quietly disregarded. Bruce 2024-10-6 07 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:33
Chapter-3 She spoke in the soft slurring voice of the coastal Georgian, liquid of vowels, kind to consonants and with the barest trace of French accent. Bruce 2024-10-6 09 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:33
Chapter-3 She would have been a strikingly beautiful woman had there been any glow in her eyes, any responsive warmth in her smile or any spontaneity in her voice that fell with gentle melody on the ears of her family and her servants. Bruce 2024-10-6 08 Bruce 2024-10-6 15:33
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