"Gone with the Wind" Margaret Mitchell

"Gone with the Wind" Margaret Mitchell. Download and read!

"Gone with the Wind" Margaret Mitchell. Download and read!

Margaret Mitchell - Gone with the Wind.

Scarlett O'Hara of Gone with the Wind was not a beauty, but men hardly realized this if they, like the twins of the Tarlton, were the victims of her spell.

Very fancifully combined in her face were the refined features of her mother - a local aristocrat of French descent - and the large, expressive features of her father - the health-blossoming Irishman.

A broad-shouldered, with a chiseled chin, Scarlett's face involuntarily riveted her gaze. Especially the eyes - a little slanting, light green, transparent, in the frame of dark eyelashes.

On the white, like a petal of a magnolia, a forehead - ah, this white skin, which the women of the American South are so proud of, carefully guarding her hats, veils and mitts from the hot sun of Georgia! - Two immaculately clear lines of eyebrows swiftly shot up obliquely - from the bridge of the nose to the temples.

In short, she saw a charming sight, sitting in the company of Stewart and Brent Tarlton in the cool shadow behind the pillars of the spacious porch of Tara - the vast estate of his father.

It was 1861 in the blown away by the wind, the clear April day was slipping towards evening. A new green-and-flowered Scarlett dress, for which twelve yards of muslin passed, flew with air waves on the hoops of crinoline, being in perfect harmony with green morocco shoes without the heels just brought to her by her father from Atlanta.

The bodice of the dress suited the flawless waist, undoubtedly the thinnest in the three counties of the state, and the bust in the blown up for sixteen years.

But neither the straightened skirts, nor the modesty of the hairstyle-tightened by the tight knot and the hair hidden in the net-neither the small white knobs folded on the knees, could be deceived: the green eyes are restless, bright (oh, how many of them were sober and fire !) - entered into a dispute with courteous secular restraint manners, revealing the true nature of this nature.

Manners were the result of unclear instructions of the mother and the more severe Mamushka's bangs. Her eyes gave her nature. Gone with the wind - a classic of the genre.

On either side of her, casually lounging in armchairs, stretched crossed at the ankles, long, knee-high boots of first-class riders, the twins laughed and chatted, the sun beat them in the face through the tall, decorated with stucco ornaments, making them frown.

Tall, strong and narrow-skinned, tanned, red-haired, nineteen-year-old, in identical blue jackets and mustard-colored; breeches, they were indistinguishable from each other, like two boxes of cotton.