| She hoped Bart
had put a whopping big price on DijonShe intended to buy her and
send her to him later when he was settled in England
"What do you mean Dijon's already been claimed? That's not
supposed to
happen until after the raceThe top-hatted official was careful not
to smile"You're not the only one with foresight, madamIt must be
an American traitThe gentleman who put in the claim was American,
too
"It cannot be done, Mrs
"Suppose I bought Dijon from the Baronet before the race chanel flap bag in canvas began?"
"Impossible I Scarlett felt desperateShe had to have that horse
for Bart"I might suggest one thingWhat can I do? It's really awfully important
"You might ask the new owner if he would be willing to sell She'd pay the man a king's ransom if beAmerican, the
official saidMoney talks in Americayou point him out to me?" The
top-hatted man consulted a sheet of paper"You might_ him at Jury's
HotelHe's listed that as hisaddress
Scarlett had half-turned to leaveShe stumbled to get her balance
Her voice was strangely rolex explorer thin when she spoke"That by any chance be
MrRhett Butler?" It seemed to take an eternity for the man's eyes
to return to page in his hand, for him to read, for him to speak Rhett! here! Bart must have written him about
the stables, selling up, about Dijonhe must be doing what I was
going to he came all the way from America to help a friendOr to get
a winner for the next Charleston racesEven poor, dear,
tragic Bart doesn't matter, may God - meI'm going to see Rhett
Scarlett realized that she was rur? louis vuitton brown canvas handbag running, pushing people aside
without apologyTo the devil everyone, everythingRhett was here,
only a few hundred - away"Box eight," she gasped at a stewardc forced herself to breathe slowly until she thought she
must normalNo one could see her heart pounding, could they?
climbed
the two steps into the bunting-trimmed boxOut on great turfed oval
twelve brightly shirted riders were whipping horses towards the
finish
All around Scarlett people were urging on the horsesShe didn't hear
a thingRhett was louis vuitton gold bag watching? the race through field glassesEven ten
feet
away she could smell the whiskey on himhe was rocking on his feet
Drunk?
Not R - he could always hold hisliquorhad Bart's disaster upset him
much? Look at me, her heart beggedPut the glasses down and - at
me
Let me see your eyes when you say my Let me see something for me
in
your eyesCheering and groans hailed the end of
the raceRhett low the glasses with a shaky hand"Damn, Bart,
that's my fourth loser in a row," he laughed"hello, Rhett," cartier picasso tank watches she
sai |