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02.01.2011 um 22:44 Uhr

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01.01.2011 um 22:44 Uhr

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31.12.2010 um 22:46 Uhr

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30.12.2010 um 22:52 Uhr

@@@@@Besides, everything will be all right 978

@@@@@Besides, everything will be all right nowRoss and his friends are going to patrol every night Ross! Scarlett screamed inwardlyWhat could a drunk like Ross Butler do? Or any of the Charleston men? Most of them were old men or cripples or still boysIf they'd been any use, they wouldn't have lost the stupid WarWhy should anyone trust them to fight the Yankees now? She battered her need against Eleanor Butler's impenetrable optimism, and she lostFor a while it seemed the patrols were effectiveThere were no reports of intruders, and everyone calmed downScarlett had her first "at home" day, which was so well attended that her Aunt Eulalie complained that there wasn't enough cake to go aroundEleanor Butler tore up the note she had written RhettPeople went to church, went shopping, played whist, took out their evening clothes to air them and make repairs before the Season began Scarlett came in from her round of morning calls with glowing cheeks from walking too quicklyButler?" she demanded of Manigo When he replied that she was in the kitchen Scarlett ran to the back of the houseEleanor Butler looked up at Scarlett's rushed entry"Good news, Scarlett! I had a letter from Rosemary this morningShe'll be home day after tomorrow "Better wire her to stay," Scarlett snappedHer voice was harsh, emotionless"The Yankee got to Harriet Madison last night She looked at the table near Mrs "Ducks? Those are ducks you're plucking! The plantation boat came! I can go back to the plantation on it to get Rhett "You can't go alone in that boat with four men, Scarlett "I can take Pansy, whether she likes it or notHere, give me a sack and some of those biscui

29.12.2010 um 22:44 Uhr

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