He continued to rub her arms roughly,
though Scarlett was trying to push his hands away"Keep talking, I'll
do the massageGive me your hands so I can rub them
"I certainly will not! I'll keep my hands to myself and I'll thank you
to do the sameYou're rubbing my flesh right off my bones
"Better my rubbing than crabs eating it," said Rhett harshlyIf you let yourself give in to the cold, Scarlett, you'll
die
I know you want to sleep but that's the sleep of deathAnd, by God,
if I have to beat you black and blue, I will not allow you to dieYou
stay awake, and breathe, and keep movingTalk; keep talking; I
don't
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tones so I'll know you're alive Scarlett was aware of the paralyzing
cold again as Rhett rubbed life back into her flesh"Are we going to
get out of this?" she asked without emotionShe tried to move her
legs
"How?"
"The current is carrying us ashore; it's an incoming tideIt'll take
us back where we came from Scarlett nodded in the darknessShe
remembered all the fuss about leaving before the tide turnedNothing
in Rhett's voice revealed his knowledge that the power of gale-force
winds would make all normal tidal activity meaninglessThe storm
might be carrying them through the mouth of the harbor into the vast
reaches of the Atlantic Ocean"How long before we get http://www.ualuxury.com/categorys_51_Santos_1.html" target="_blank there?"
Scarlett's tone was querulousHer legs felt like huge tree trunks
And Rhett was rubbing her shoulders raw"I don't know," he
answered
"You'll need all your courage, Scarlett He sounds as solemn as a
sermon!
Rhett, who always makes fun of everythingOh, my God! Scarlett
willed her lifeless legs to move and forced terror away with iron
determination"I don't need courage half as much as something to
eat," she said"Why the devil didn't you grab that dirty old bag of
yours when we turned over?"
"It's stowed under the bowBy God, Scarlett, your gluttony may be
the
saving of usI'd forgotten all about itPray it's still there
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her legs, her feet, and Scarlett began to push them back and forth
The pain of returning circulation was intense, but she welcomed itIt
meant she was alive, all of herWhy, rum just might be better than
brandy, she thought after a second drinkIt sure did warm a person
upToo bad that Rhett insisted on rationing it, but she knew he was
rightIt would be too awful to run out of the warmth in the bottle
before they were safe on landIn the meantime she was even able to
join in Rhett's tribute to their prizeY0, ho, ho, and a bottle of
rump" she sang with him when he finished each verse of the sea
chanty
And afterwards Scarlett thought of "Little brown http://www.enluxury.com/scategory_11_Prada.html" target="_blank jug, how I love
thee
Their voices echoed so loudly inside the hull that it was possible to
pretend that they weren't growing weaker as the cold gripped their
bodiesRhett put his arms around Scarlett and held her close to
his body to share its warmthAnd they sang all the favorites they
could remember, while the sips of rum came closer together with less
and less effect"How about 'The Yellow Rose of Texas'?" Rhett
suggested"We sang that twice alreadySing that song Pa loved so
much, RhettI remember the two of you staggering down the street
together in Atlanta bellowing like stuck pigs Sure and we sounded
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