— Rhett, don't. I shall faint.
— I want you to faint. This is what you were meant for. None of the fools you've ever know have kissed you like this, have they? Your Charles, or your Frank, or your stupid Ashley.
— I always knew most women were cheats, hypocritical and hard, but this one..
— Rhett, it ain't no use.
— What do you mean?
— I mean you're poisoned with her. I don't care what she's done to you. You're still in love with her.