His black eyes danced as though amused by the whole affair,as though the earth-splitting sounds and the horrid glare were merely things to frighten children.She swayed toward him as he came up the steps,her face white,her green eyes burning.
“Good evening,”he said,in his drawling voice,as he removed his hat with a sweeping gesture.“Fine weather we're having.I hear you're going to take a trip.”
“If you make any jokes,I shall never speak to you again,”she said with quivering voice.
“Don't tell me you are frightened!”He pretended to be surprised and smiled in a way that made her long to push him backwards down the steep steps.
“Yes,I am!I'm frightened to death and if you had the sense God gave a goat,you'd be frightened too.But we haven't got time to talk.We must get out of here.”
“At your service,Madam.But just where were you figuring on going?I made the trip out here for curiosity,just to see where you were intending to go.You can't go north or east or south or west.The Yankees are all around.There's just one road out of town which the Yankees haven't got yet and the army is retreating by that road.And that road won't be open long.General Steve Lee's cavalry is fighting a rear-guard action at Rough and Ready to hold it open long enough for the army to get away.If you follow the army down the McDonough road,they'll take the horse away from you and,while it's not much of a horse,I did go to a lot of trouble stealing it.Just where are you going?”
She stood shaking,listening to his words,hardly hearing them.But,at his question she suddenly knew where she was going,knew that all this miserable day she had known where she was going.The only place.
“I'm going home,”she said.
“Home?You mean to Tara?”
“Yes,yes!To Tara!Oh,Rhett,we must hurry!”
He looked at her as if she had lost her mind.
“Tara?God Almighty,Scarlett!Don't you know they fought all day at Jonesboro?Fought for ten miles up and down the road from Rough and Ready even into the streets of Jonesboro?The Yankees may be all over Tara by now,all over the County.Nobody knows where they are but they're in that neighborhood.You can't go home!You can't go right through the Yankee army!”
“I will go home!”she cried.“I will!I will!”
“You little fool,”and his voice was swift and rough.“You can't go that way.Even if you didn't run into the Yankees,the woods are full of stragglers and deserters from both armies.And lots of our troops are still retreating from Jonesboro.They'd take the horse away from you as quickly as the Yankees would.Your only chance is to follow the troops down the McDonough road and pray that they won't see you in the dark.You can't go to Tara.Even if you got there,you'd probably find it burned down.I won't let you go home.It's insanity.”
“I will go home!”she cried and her voice broke and rose to a scream.“I will go home!You can't stop me!I will go home!I want my mother!I'll kill you if you try to stop me!I will go home!”
Tears of fright and hysteria streamed down her face as she finally gave way under the long strain.She beat on his chest with her fists and screamed again:“I will!I will!If I have to walk every step of the way!”
Suddenly she was in his arms,her wet cheek against the starched ruffle of his shirt,her beating hands stilled against him.His hands caressed her tumbled hair gently,soothingly,and his voice was gentle too.So gentle,so quiet,so devoid of mockery,it did not seem Rhett Butler's voice at all but the voice of some kind strong stranger who smelled of brandy and tobacco and horses,comforting smells because they reminded her of Gerald.
“There,there,darling,”he said softly.“Don't cry.You shall go home,my brave little girl.You shall go home.Don't cry.”
She felt something brush her hair and wondered vaguely through her tumult if it were his lips.He was so tender,so infinitely soothing,she longed to stay in his arms forever.With such strong arms about her,surely nothing could harm her.
He fumbled in his pocket and produced a handkerchief and wiped her eyes.
“Now,blow your nose like a good child,”he ordered,a glint of a smile in his eyes,“and tell me what to do.We must work fast.”
She blew her nose obediently,still trembling,but she could not think what to tell him to do.Seeing how her lip quivered and her eyes looked up at him helplessly,he took command.
“Mrs.Wilkes has had her child?It will be dangerous to move her—dangerous to drive her twenty-five miles in that rickety wagon.We'd better leave her with Mrs.Meade.”
“The Meades aren't home.I can't leave her.”
“Very well.Into the wagon she goes.Where is that simple-minded little wench?”
“Upstairs packing the trunk.”
“Trunk?You can't take any trunk in that wagon.It's almost too small to hold all of you and the wheels are ready to come off with no encouragement.Call her and tell her to get the smallest feather bed in the house and put it in the wagon.”
Still Scarlett could not move.He took her arm in a strong grasp and some of the vitality which animated him seemed to flow into her body.If only she could be as cool and casual as he was!He propelled her into the hall but she still stood helplessly looking at him.His lip went down mockingly:“Can this be the heroic young woman who assured me she feared neither God nor man?”
He suddenly burst into laughter and dropped her arm.Stung,she glared at him,hating him.
“I'm not afraid,”she said.
“Yes,you are.In another moment you'll be in a swoon and I have no smelling salts about me.”
