1 Her sombre violence constrained him: she seemed the embodied instrument of fate.
2 Scarlett, seeing him for the first time in more than two years, was frightened by the violence of her feelings.
3 Rhett turned the horse's slow feet westward from Peachtree and the wobbling wagon jounced into the rutty lane with a violence that wrenched an abruptly stifled moan from Melanie.
4 The man crashed backwards to the floor, sprawling into the dining room with a violence that shook the furniture.
5 Expecting violence, this gentle and loverlike gesture startled her.
6 He was a man and Tony was a man and this situation of violence was men's business in which a woman had no part.
7 No, she didn't want her children raised in this welter of hate and uncertainty, of bitterness and violence lurking just below the surface, of poverty and grinding hardships and insecurity.
8 And they were caring about life again, caring with the same urgency and the same violence that animated them before the war had cut their lives in two.
9 This new honor came to her after an exciting joint meeting of those societies which threatened to end in violence and the severance of lifelong ties of friendship.
10 Melanie did not even apologize for her crossness but went back to her sewing with small violence.
11 Rhett said they would not have come at all, except for fear of violence at the hands of Melanie.
12 Melanie paused for breath and Scarlett stared at her, startled out of her own anger by the quivering note of violence in Melanie's voice.
13 Then suddenly he wrenched himself from her, confusing her by his violence.
14 His voice still held a remnant of its wonted cool drawl but beneath the words she could feel violence fighting its way to the surface, violence as cruel as the crack of a whip.
15 He accused himself of deeds she did not understand; he mumbled the name of Belle Watling and then he shook her with his violence as he cried: "I've killed Scarlett, I've killed her."