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9901pg79x ([info]9901pg79x) wrote,
@ 2010-01-26 00:40:00

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Hamilton, aren't you? From AtlantaYou nursed me...
Hamilton, aren't you? From AtlantaYou nursed me in the hospital
there when I was woundedMy name's Sam Forrest, from Moultrie,
Georgia The hospital! Scarlett's nostrils flared, an involuntary
reaction to the memory of the stench of blood and gangrene and filthy,
liceridden bodiesForrest's face was a picture of embarrassed
discomfort"I-I beg your pardon, MrsHamilton," he stammered"I
shouldn't have made any claim to knowing youI didn't mean to
offend Scarlett returned the hospital to the corner of her mind
reserved for the past and closed the door on itShe put her hand on
Sam Forrest's arm and smiled at himForrest, you didn't
offend me at allI was just cartier roadster chrono thrown off by being called Mrs
I married again, you see, and I've been MrsButler for years and
yearsMy husband's a Charlestonian, that's why I'm here
And I must say hearing your good Georgia talk makes me mighty
homesick
What brings you here?" Horses, Forrest explainedAfter four years in
the cavalry, there was nothing about horses that he didn't know
When the War was over he'd saved the money he made as a laborer
and
started buying horses"Now I've got a fine breeding and boarding
businessI've brought the prize of the stable to race for the prize
moneyButler, it was a happy day
when the news got to me that the Charleston Race Course was open
again
There's nothing black chanel handbags else like it any place in the South Scarlett had to
pretend to listen to more horse talk while he accompanied her to the
booth set up for taking bets, then escorted her back to the stands
Scarlett said goodbye to him with a feeling of escapeThe stands
were
very nearly full, but she had no trouble finding her placeThe green
and white striped parasols were a beaconScarlett waved hers at
Rhett,
then began to climb the risersEleanor Butler returned her salute
Rosemary looked away
Rhett seated Scarlett between Rosemary and his motherShe was
barely
settled when she felt Eleanor Butler stiffenMiddleton Courtney and
his wife, Edith, were taking seats in the same cartier replica watches row not far awayThe
Courtneys nodded and smiled a friendly greetingThe Butlers
returned
tThen Middleton began to point out the starting gate and finish line
to his wifeAt the same time Scarlett said, "You'll never guess who I
met, Miss Eleanor, a soldier that was in Atlanta when I first went to
live there!" She could feel MrsAn excited stir ran
through the crowdThe horses were coming onto the track
Scarlett stared open-mouthed, eyes shiningNothing had prepared
her
for the smooth grass oval and the bright checkerboards and stripes
and
harlequin diamonds of the racing silksGaudy and shining and festive,
the riders paraded past the grandstand while the band cartier ballon blue played a
rollicking oom-pah tuneScarlett laughed aloud without knowing it
It was a child's laughter, free and unconsidered, expressing pure
joyful surprise
"Oh, look!" she said"Oh, look!" She was so enraptured that she was
unaware of Rhett's eyes watching her, instead of the horses
There was an interval for refreshments after the third raceA tent
hung with green and white streamers sheltered long tables of food,
and
waiters circulated throughout the crowd bearing trays of
champagne-filled glassesScarlett took one of Emma Anson's glasses
from one of Sally Brewton's crested trays, pretending that she didn't
26'7 recognize Minnie Wentworth's butler, who was tiffany round tag necklace servin


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