“Wait!” cried Scarlett.
“I have something for you!” The ring came off and, as she started to throw it into the basket, heaped up with chains, watches, rings, pins and bracelets, she caught Rhett Butler’s eye.
His lips were twisted in a slight smile.
Defiantly, she tossed the ring onto the top of the pile.
“Oh, my darling!” whispered Molly, clutching her arm, her eyes blazing with love and pride.
“You brave, brave girl!
Wait-please, wait, Lieutenant Picard!
I have something for you, too!”
She was tugging at her own wedding ring, the ring Scarlett knew had never once left that finger since Ashley put it there.
Scarlett knew, as no one did, how much it meant to her.
It came off with difficulty and for a brief instant was clutched tightly in the small palm.
Then it was laid gently on the pile of jewelry.
The two girls stood looking after the Zouave who was moving toward the group of elderly ladies in the corner, Scarlett defiant, Melanie with a look more pitiful than tears.
And neither expression was lost on the man who stood beside them.
“If you hadn’t been brave enough to do it, I would never have been either,” said Melly, putting her arm about Scarlett’s waist and giving her a gentle squeeze.
For a moment Scarlett wanted to shake her off and cry
“Name of God!” at the top of her lungs, as Gerald did when he was irritated, but she caught Rhett Butler’s eye and managed a very sour smile.
It was annoying the way Melly always misconstrued her motives—but perhaps that was far preferable to having her suspect the truth.
“What a beautiful gesture,” said Rhett Butler, softly.
“It is such sacrifices as yours that hearten our brave lads in gray.”
Hot words bubbled to her lips and it was with difficulty that she checked them.
There was mockery in everything he said.
She disliked him heartily, lounging there against the booth.
But there was something stimulating about him, something warm and vital and electric.
All that was Irish in her rose to the challenge of his black eyes.
She decided she was going to take this man down a notch or two.
His knowledge of her secret gave him an advantage over her that was exasperating, so she would have to change that by putting him at a disadvantage somehow.
She stifled her impulse to tell him exactly what she thought of him.
Sugar always caught more flies than vinegar, as Mammy often said, and she was going to catch and subdue this fly, so he could never again have her at his mercy.
“Thank you,” she said sweetly, deliberately misunderstanding his jibe. “A compliment like that coming from so famous a man as Captain Butler is appreciated.”
He threw back his head and laughed freely—yelped, was what Scarlett thought fiercely, her face becoming pink again.
“Why don’t you say what you really think?” he demanded, lowering his voice so that in the clatter and excitement of the collection, it came only to her ears.
“Why don’t you say I’m a damned rascal and no gentleman and that I must take myself off or you’ll have one of these gallant boys in gray call me out?”
It was on the tip of her tongue to answer tartly, but she managed by heroic control to say:
“Why, Captain Butler!
How you do run on!
As if everybody didn’t know how famous you are and how brave and what a—what a—
“I am disappointed in you,” he said.
“Disappointed?”
“Yes.
On the occasion of our first eventful meeting I thought to myself that I had at last met a girl who was not only beautiful but who had courage.
And now I see that you are only beautiful.”
“Do you mean to call me a coward?”
She was ruffling like a hen.
“Exactly. You lack the courage to say what you really think.
When I first met you, I thought: There is a girl in a million.
She isn’t like these other silly little fools who believe everything their mammas tell them and act on it, no matter how they feel. And conceal all their feelings and desires and little heartbreaks behind a lot of sweet words.
I thought: Miss O’Hara is a girl of rare spirit.
She knows what she wants and she doesn’t mind speaking her mind—or throwing vases.”
“Oh,” she said, rage breaking through. “Then I’ll speak my mind right this minute.