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What did she care about missing some dances if she could be alone with Rhett? She'd get rid of Rosemary somehow-maybe this Miss Ashley would invite her to stay at her placeThen there would be only RhettShe remembered him in her room when she was at the Landing beforeHe'd held her, comforted her, spoken with such tenderness "Just wait till you see Miss Julia's plantation, Scarlett," Rosemary said loudly"It's what a plantation is supposed to be Rhett was riding ahead of them, pushing aside or tearing the vines of honeysuckle that had grown across the trail through the pinewoodsScarlett followed Rosemary, uninterested for the moment in what Rhett was doing, her mind busy with other thingsThank goodness this old horse is so fat and lazyI haven't ridden horseback cheap louis vuitton purse for so long that anything with spirit would throw me for sureHow I used to love to ride when the stables at Tara were fullPa was so proud of his horsesSuellen had hands like anvils, she could ruin the mouth of an alligatorAnd Carreen was afraid, even of her ponyBut I used to race with Pa, hell for leather on the roads, almost winning sometimes"Katie Scarlett," he'd say, "you ve got the hands of an angel and the nerve of the devil himselfIt's the O'Hara in you, a horse will always recognize an Irishman and give his best for himTara's woods smelled sharp, just like these, pine prickling in my noseAnd the birds singing and the rustling leaves underfoot and the peace of it allI wonder how many acres Rhett's got? I'll find out from RosemaryShe probably knows right kelly bag hermes down to the square inchI hope this Miss Ashley isn't the dragon Rhett makes her out to beWhat was it Rhett said? She looks like she drinks vinegarHe is funny when he's nastylong as it's not about me"Scarlett! Catch up, we're almost there Rosemary's call came from aheadScarlett flicked the neck of her horse with her crop and it walked marginally fasterRhett and Rosemary were already out of the wood when she reached themAt first all she could see was Rhett, sharp-edged clear in the bright sunlightHow handsome he is, and how well he sits his horse, not a sluggish old thing like mine, but a real horse with plenty of fire to himLook at the way the horse's muscles are twitching under hisskin, yet he's still as a statue, just from the grip of Rhett's knees and his hands chloe bay bag camel on the reinsRosemary gestured, catching Scarlett's eye, directing it to the scene ahead, and Scarlett caught her breathShe had never cared about architecture, never noticed itEven the magnificent houses that made Charleston's Battery world-famous were to her just houses However there was something about the severe beauty of Julia Ashley's house at Ashley Barony that she recognized as different from anything she'd ever known and grand in a way she couldn't defineIt sat isolated in broad stretches of grass unadorned with garden, distant from the ancient huge live oak trees that were wide-spaced sentinels at the perimeter of the lawnSquare, made of brick with white-framed door and windows, the house was-"special," Scarlett whisperedNo wonder that it alone of all cartier woman watches the plantations on the river had been spared the torches of Sherman's ArmyEven the Yankees wouldn't dare insult the mighty presence before her eyesThere was a sound of laughter, followed by singingScarlett turned her headThe house awed and intimidated herFar to her left she saw expanses of strong insistent green completely different from the familiar deep rich color of the grassDozens of black men and women were working and singing in the strange green Why, they're field hands, tending the crop of whatever it isSo many of them, tooHer mind flew to the cotton fields at Tara that had once stretched as far as she could see, just as this strident green flowed without bounds along the riverOh, yes, Rosemary's rightThis is a real plantation, like a plantation's meant omega deville watch to

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