1 Emmie's baby has been born and is dying and must be baptized.
2 His five tall brothers gave him good-by with admiring but slightly patronizing smiles, for Gerald was the baby and the little one of a brawny family.
3 Most of all she learned how to conceal from men a sharp intelligence beneath a face as sweet and bland as a baby's.
4 It would be interesting to know who was the father of Emmie Slattery's baby, but Scarlett knew she would never learn the truth of the matter if she waited to hear it from her mother.
5 The whole family knew that Carreen's thirteen-year-old heart was set upon Brent Tarleton, who never gave her a thought except as Scarlett's baby sister.
6 The twenty-mile journey from Jonesboro to Atlanta had so excited her that Scarlett had been forced to hold the baby all the way.
7 She twisted from side to side, pointed, bounced about and so jounced the baby that he wailed miserably.
8 Prissy produced the sugar-tit, given her that morning by Mammy, and the baby's wails subsided.
9 The town she was now seeing was like a baby grown overnight into a busy, sprawling giant.
10 Mrs. Meade mounted her carriage block and craned her neck for a view of the baby, but the doctor, disregarding the mud, plowed through to the side of the carriage.
11 She had knitted socks and baby caps and afghans and mufflers and tatted yards of lace and painted china hair receivers and mustache cups.
12 Oh, it wasn't fair that she should have a dead husband and a baby yelling in the next room and be out of everything that was pleasant.
13 She was seventeen years old and she had a husband lying at Oakland Cemetery and a baby in his cradle at Aunt Pittypat's and everyone thought she should be content with her lot.
14 The old lady had recognized Ellen's handwriting and her fat little mouth was pursed in a frightened way, like a baby who fears a scolding and hopes to ward it off by tears.
15 Melanie, her eyes shining with joy, her head ducked with embarrassed pride, told her she was going to have a baby.