1 Scarlett O'Hara was not beautiful, but men seldom realized it when caught by her charm as the Tarleton twins were.
2 Between the hounds and the horses and the twins there was a kinship deeper than that of their constant companionship.
3 In these accomplishments the twins excelled, and they were equally outstanding in their notorious inability to learn anything contained between the covers of books.
4 At these last sounds, the twins realized it was time they were starting home.
5 The twins looked at each other jubilantly but with some surprise.
6 Just how, the twins did not know, but the fine glow had gone out of the afternoon.
7 Sensing something they could not understand, baffled and annoyed by it, the twins struggled along for a while, and then rose reluctantly, looking at their watches.
8 He had been their childhood playmate and had been given to the twins for their own on their tenth birthday.
9 The twins looked at each other and nodded, but without comprehension.
10 The twins looked at each other glumly.
11 That was the first time the twins' interest had ever diverged, and Brent was resentful of his brother's attentions to a girl who seemed to him not at all remarkable.
12 It was a memorable day in the life of the twins.
13 Just what the loser would do, should Scarlett accept either one of them, the twins did not ask.
14 The twins looked at the determined black boy in perplexity and indignation.
15 When the twins left Scarlett standing on the porch of Tara and the last sound of flying hooves had died away, she went back to her chair like a sleepwalker.