Margaret Mitchell Quote

Rhett, do you really--is it to protect me that you-- Yes, my dear, it is my much advertised chivalry that makes me protect you. The mocking light began to dance in his black eyes and all signs of earnestness fled from his face. And why? Because of my deep love for you, Mrs. Kennedy. Yes, I have silently hungered and thirsted for you and worshipped you from afar; but being an honorable man, like Mr. Ashley Wilkes, I have concealed it from you. You are, alas, Frank's wife and honor has forbidden my telling this to you. But even as Mr. Wilkes' honor cracks occasionally, so mine is cracking now and I reveal my secret passion and my-- Oh, for God's sake, hush! interrupted Scarlett, annoyed as usual when he made her look like a conceited fool, and not caring to have Ashley and his honor become the subject of further conversation. What was the other thing you wanted to tell me?What! You change the subject when I am baring a loving but lacerated heart?

Margaret Mitchell

Rhett, do you really--is it to protect me that you-- Yes, my dear, it is my much advertised chivalry that makes me protect you. The mocking light began to dance in his black eyes and all signs of earnestness fled from his face. And why? Because of my deep love for you, Mrs. Kennedy. Yes, I have silently hungered and thirsted for you and worshipped you from afar; but being an honorable man, like Mr. Ashley Wilkes, I have concealed it from you. You are, alas, Frank's wife and honor has forbidden my telling this to you. But even as Mr. Wilkes' honor cracks occasionally, so mine is cracking now and I reveal my secret passion and my-- Oh, for God's sake, hush! interrupted Scarlett, annoyed as usual when he made her look like a conceited fool, and not caring to have Ashley and his honor become the subject of further conversation. What was the other thing you wanted to tell me?What! You change the subject when I am baring a loving but lacerated heart?

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About Margaret Mitchell

Margaret Munnerlyn Mitchell (November 8, 1900 – August 16, 1949) was an American novelist and journalist. Mitchell wrote only one novel that was published during her lifetime, the American Civil War-era novel Gone with the Wind, for which she won the National Book Award for Fiction for Most Distinguished Novel of 1936 and the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction in 1937. Long after her death, a collection of Mitchell's girlhood writings and a novella she wrote as a teenager, titled Lost Laysen, were published. A collection of newspaper articles written by Mitchell for The Atlanta Journal was republished in book form.