ng to leave for Wilmington for another trip abroad； departed with a grin on his face。
One bright summer morning some weeks later； he reappeared with a brightly trimmed hatbox in his hand and； after finding that Scarlett was alone in the house； he opened it。 Wrapped in layers of tissue was a bonnet； a creation that made her cry： “Oh； the darling thing！” as she reached for it。 Starved for the sight； much less the touch； of new clothes； it seemed the loveliest bonnet she had ever seen。 It was of dark…green taffeta； lined with water silk of a pale…jade color。 The ribbons that tied under the chin were as wide as her hand and they； too； were pale green。 And； curled about the brim of this confection was the perkiest of green ostrich plumes。
“Put it on；” said Rhett； smiling。
She flew across the room to the mirror and plopped it on her head； pushing back her hair to show her earrings and tying the ribbon under her chin。
“How do I look？” she cried； pirouetting for his benefit and tossing her head so that the plume danced。 But she knew she looked pretty even before she saw confirmation in his eyes。 She looked attractively saucy and the green of the lining made her eyes dark emerald and sparkling。
“Oh； Rhett； whose bonnet is it？ I’ll buy it。 I’ll give you every cent I’ve got for it。”
“It’s your bonnet；” he said。 “Who else could wear that shade of green？ Don’t you think I carried the color of your eyes well in my mind？”
“Did you really have it trimmed just for me？”
“Yes； and there’s ‘Rue de la Paix’ on the box； if that means anything to you。”
It meant nothing to her； smiling at her reflection in the mirror。 Just at this moment； nothing mattered to her except that she looked utterly charming in the first pretty hat she had put on her head in two years。 What she couldn’t do with this hat！ And then her smile faded。
“Don’t you like it？”
“Oh； it’s a dream but— Oh； I do hate to have to cover this lovely green with crêpe and dye the feather black。”
He was beside her quickly and his deft fingers untied the wide bow under her chin。 In a moment the hat was back in its box。
“What are you doing？ You said it was mine。”
“But not to change to a mourning bonnet。 I shall find some other charming lady with green eyes who appreciates my taste。”
“Oh； you shan’t！ I’ll die if I don’t have it！ Oh； please； Rhett； don’t be mean！ Let me have it。”
“And turn it into a fright like your other hats？ No。”
She clutched at the box。 That sweet thing that made her look so young and enchanting to be given to some other girl？ Oh； never！ For a moment she thought of the horror of Pitty and Melanie。 She thought of Ellen and what she would say； and she shivered。 But vanity was stronger。
“I won’t change it。 I promise。 Now； do let me have it。”
He gave her the box with a slightly sardonic smile and watched her while she put it on again and preened herself。
“How much is it？” she asked suddenly； her face falling。 “I have only fifty dollars but next month—”
“It would cost about two thousand dollars； Confederate money；” he said with a grin at her woebegone expression。
“Oh； dear— Well； suppose I give you the fifty now and then when I get—”
“I don’t want any money for it；” he said； “It’s a gift。” Scarlett’s mouth dropped open。 The line was so closely； so carefully drawn where gifts from men were concerned。
“Candy and flowers； dear；” Ellen had said time and again； “and perhaps a book of poetry or an album or a small bottle of Florida water are the only things a lady may accept from a gentleman。 Never； never any expensive gift； even from your fiancé。 And never any gift of jewelry or wearing apparel； not even gloves or handkerchiefs。 Should you accept such gifts； men would know you were no lady and would try to take liberties。”
“Oh； dear；” thought Scarlett； looking first at herself in the mirror and then at Rhett’s unreadable face。 “I simply can’t tell him I won’t accept it。 It’s too darling。 I’d—I’d almost rather he took a liberty； if it was a very small one。” Then she was horrified at herself for having such a thought and she turned pink。
“I’ll—I’ll give you the fifty dollars—”
“If you do I will throw it in the gutter。 Or； better still buy masses for your soul。 I’m sure your soul could do with a few masses。”
She laughed unwillingly； and the laughing reflection under the green brim decided her instantly。
“Whatever are you trying to do to me？”
I’m tempting you with fine gifts until your girlish ideals are quite worn away and you are at my mercy；” he said。 “ ‘Accept only candy and flowers from gentlemen； dearie；’ ” he mimicked； and she burst into a giggle。
“You are a clever； black…hearted wretch； Rhett Butler； and you know very well this bonnet’s too pretty to be refused。”
His eyes mocked her； even while they complimented her beauty。
“Of course； you can tell Miss Pitty that you gave me a sample of taffeta and green silk and drew a picture of the bonnet and I extorted fifty dollars from you for it。”
“No。 I shall say one hundred dollars and she’ll tell everybody in town and everybody will be green with envy and talk about my extravagance。 But Rhett； you mustn’t bring me anything else so expensive。 It’s awfully kind of you； but I really couldn’t accept anything else。”
“Indeed？ Well； I shall bring you presents so long as it pleases me and so long as I see things that will enhance your charms。 I shall bring you dark…green watered silk for a frock to match the bonnet。 And I warn you that I am not kind。 I am tempting you with bonnets and bangles and leading you into a pit。 Always remember I never do anything without reason and I never give anything without expecting something in return。 I always get paid。”
His black eyes sought her face and traveled to her lips。 Scarlett cast down her eyes； excitement filling her。 Now； he was going to try to take liberties； just as Ellen predicted。 He was going to kiss her； or try to kiss her； and she couldn’t quite make up her flurried mind which it should be。 If she refused； he might jerk the bonnet right off her head and give it to some other girl。 On the other hand； if she permitted one chaste peck； he might bring her other lovely presents in the hope of getting another kiss。 Men set such a store by kisses； though Heaven alone knew why。 And lots of times； after one kiss they fell completely in love with a girl and made most entertaining spectacles of themselves； provided the girl was clever and withheld her kisses after the first one。 It would be exciting to have Rhett Butler in love with her and admitting it and begging for a kiss or a smile。 Yes； she would let him kiss her。
But he made no move to kiss her。 She gave him a sidelong glance from under her lashes and murmured encouragingly。
“So you always get paid； do you？ And what do you expect to get from me？”
“That remains to be seen。”
“Well； if you think I’ll marry you to pay for the bonnet； I won’t；” she said daringly and gave her head a saucy flirt that set the plume to bobbing。
His white teeth gleamed under his little mustache。
“Madam； you flatter yourself； I do not want to marry you or anyone else。 I am not a marrying man。”
“Indeed！” she cried； taken aback and now determined that he should take some liberty。 “I don’t even intend to kiss you； either。”
“Then why is your mouth all pursed up in that ridiculous way？”
“Oh！” she cried as she caught a glimpse of herself and saw that her red lips were indeed in the proper pose for a kiss。 “Oh！” she cried again； losing her temper and stamping her foot。 “You are the horridest man I have ever seen and I don’t care if I never lay eyes on you again！”
“If you really felt that way； you’d stamp on the bonnet。 My； what a passion you are in and it’s quite becoming； as you probably know。 Come； Scarlett； stamp on the bonnet to show me what you think of me and my presents。”
“Don’t you dare touch this bonnet；” she said； clutching it by the bow and retreating。 He came after her； laughing softly and took her hands in his。
“Oh； Scarlett； you are so young you wring my heart；” he said。 “And I shall kiss you； as you seem to expect it；” and leaning down carelessly； his mustache just grazed her cheek。 “Now； do you feel that you must slap me to preserve the proprieties？”
Her lips mutinous； she looked up into his eyes and saw so much amusement in their dark depths that she burst into laughter。 What a tease he was and how exasperating！ If he didn’t want to marry her and didn’t even want to kiss her； what did he want？ If he wasn’t in love with her； why did he call so often and bring her presents？
“That’s better； he said。 “Scarlett； I’m a bad influence on you and if you have any sense you will send me packing—if you can。 I’m very hard to get rid of。 But I’m bad for you。”
“Are you？”
“Can’t you see it？ Ever since I met you at the bazaar； your career has been most shocking and I’m to blame for most of it。 Who encouraged you to dance？ Who forced you to admit that you thought our glorious Cause was neither glorious nor sacred？ Who goaded you into admitting that you thought men were fools to die for high…sounding principles？ Who has aided you in giving the old ladies plenty to gossip about？ Who is getting you out of mourning several years too soon？ And who； to end all this； has lured you into accepting a gift which no lady can accept and still remain a lady？”
“You flatter yourself； Captain Butler。 I haven’t done anything so scandalous and I’d have done everything you mentioned without your aid anyway。”
“I doubt that；” he said and his face went suddenly quiet and somber。 “You’d still be the broken…hearted widow of Charles Hamilton and famed for your good deeds among the wounded。 Eventually； however—”
But she was not listening； for she was regarding herself pleasedly in the mirror again； thinking she would wear the bonnet to the hospital this very afternoon and take flowers to the convalescent officers。
That there was truth in his last words did not occur to her。 She did not see that Rhett had pried open the prison of her widowhood and set her free to queen it over unmarried gir