Better to be tormented with memories of Ashley than Charleston accents.
But it was the part she did not read that tormented Scarlett, that drove her to surreptitious reading of her sister-in-law’s mail.
She had given herself away a hundred times during these months of torment, waiting for news of him.
Suspense, worry, sorrow, hunger and the torment of rising, falling, rising hope was wearing that skin thin.
Except for the ever-present torment that Ashley might be killed, the war interested her not at all, and nursing was something she did simply because she didn’t know how to get out of it.
If he would just say he loved her, how she would torment him and get even with him for all the sarcastic remarks he had flung at her these past three years.
Scarlett knew the effort this involved both mentally and physically, for Melanie suffered torments of shyness in the presence of anything male.
Flies, mosquitoes and gnats hovered in droning, singing swarms over the wards, tormenting the men to curses and weak sobs; and Scarlett, scratching her own mosquito bites, swung palmetto fans until her shoulders ached and she wished that all the men were dead.
She had nursed a Charleston boy in the hospital and when he died had clipped a lock of his hair and sent it to his mother, along with the scant contents of his pockets and a comforting account of his last hours which made no mention of the torment in which he died.
For an eternity, it seemed, they were in the midst of flaming torment and then abruptly they were in semidarkness again.
And yet he would torment and insult her and deny that such was his intent, should she accuse him.
She leaned toward him ardently but he held her away from him, looking at her with eyes from which all remoteness had fled, eyes tormented with struggle and despair.
Being what he was, Rhett would naturally want to torment and insult her as much as possible to pay her back for past slights and for her recent attempted trickery.
She raised tormented eyes to his face and somehow found comfort in the blank inscrutability she saw there.
Georgia had been helpless, tormented, abused, hammered down.
But, added to her stunned sense of loss at Frank’s death, were fear and remorse and the torment of a suddenly awakened conscience.
Once she had planned how she would torment him should he ever propose.
If it wasn’t for the knowledge that his relations with Melanie were, necessarily, those of brother and sister, her own life would be a torment.
These calls were an especial torment to Scarlett but she dared not refuse to go with Melanie.
She knew he was avoiding her, knew that her constant presence in his house, at Melanie’s inescapable invitations, was a torment to him.
To torment her, pay her back in her own coin?
How could people say such mean things about him—say he was heartless and wicked and unfaithful to Scarlett, when she could see him getting thin before her eyes, see the torment in his face?
Yes, it would be her cross, until she died, to keep this torment silent within her, to wear the hair shirt of shame, to feel it chafing her at every tender look and gesture Melanie would make throughout the years, to subdue forever the impulse to cry: "Don’t be so kind! Don’t fight for me! I’m not worth it!"
Never this!" and they seemed to cry of a tormented soul facing something he could not face, yet must face.
And that’s why he’s looked so—" Her mind went swiftly back to those times when she had caught him looking at her in that strange manner, when the gray eyes that were such perfect curtains for his thoughts had been wide and naked and had in them a look of torment and despair.
And she—" Melanie suddenly went white and her eyes widened with horror as she looked down at the black tormented head writhing in her lap.
I’d never have gone to Marietta if I’d known!" Ashley’s eyes awoke and were tormented.