@@@@@Rhett was watchingú the race through field
@@@@@Rhett was watchingú 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," she
saidHis head snapped, and she saw his dark eyesThey held
nothing
for her, nothing but anger His eyes raked her
from her kidskin boots to her egret-plumed hat"You are certainly
looking-expensive he turned abruptly towards John Morland"You
should have warned me, Bart, so I could stay in the bar
And he sent Morland staggering as he pushed out of the box on the
side
away from ScarlettHer eyes followed him hopelessly as he plunged
into the crowdsThen they filled with tearsJohn Morland patted her
shoulder clumsily"I say, Scarlett, I apologize for RhettNe's had
too much to drinkThat's two of us you've had to deal with today
Not much fun for y