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"
I
'm
quite
all
right
,
"
she
said
tartly
.
"
There
's
no
need
to
blow
my
hair
out
of
place
.
"
"
Scarlett
,
darling
!
Captain
Butler
,
you
must
forgive
her
.
She
--
she
is
n't
herself
when
she
hears
poor
Charlie
's
name
spoken
--
and
perhaps
,
after
all
,
we
should
n't
have
come
here
tonight
.
We
're
still
in
mourning
,
you
see
,
and
it
's
quite
a
strain
on
her
--
all
this
gaiety
and
music
,
poor
child
.
"
"
I
quite
understand
,
"
he
said
with
elaborate
gravity
,
but
as
he
turned
and
gave
Melanie
a
searching
look
that
went
to
the
bottom
of
her
sweet
worried
eyes
,
his
expression
changed
,
reluctant
respect
and
gentleness
coming
over
his
dark
face
.
"
I
think
you
're
a
courageous
little
lady
,
Mrs.
Wilkes
.
"
"
Not
a
word
about
me
!
"
thought
Scarlett
indignantly
,
as
Melly
smiled
in
confusion
and
answered
,
"
Dear
me
,
no
,
Captain
Butler
!
The
hospital
committee
just
had
to
have
us
for
this
booth
because
at
the
last
minute
--
A
pillow
case
?
Here
's
a
lovely
one
with
a
flag
on
it
.
"
She
turned
to
three
cavalrymen
who
appeared
at
her
counter
.
For
a
moment
,
Melanie
thought
how
nice
Captain
Butler
was
.
Then
she
wished
that
something
more
substantial
than
cheesecloth
was
between
her
skirt
and
the
spittoon
that
stood
just
outside
the
booth
,
for
the
aim
of
the
horsemen
with
amber
streams
of
tobacco
juice
was
not
so
unerring
as
with
their
long
horse
pistols
.
Then
she
forgot
about
the
Captain
,
Scarlett
and
the
spittoons
as
more
customers
crowded
to
her
.
Scarlett
sat
quietly
on
the
stool
fanning
herself
,
not
daring
to
look
up
,
wishing
Captain
Butler
back
on
the
deck
of
his
ship
where
he
belonged
.
"
Your
husband
has
been
dead
long
?
"
"
Oh
,
yes
,
a
long
time
.
Almost
a
year
.
"
"
An
aeon
,
I
'm
sure
.
"
