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"
Oh
,
Scarlett
,
I
'm
so
stupid
!
I
'm
sorry
.
I
guess
all
happy
people
are
selfish
.
I
forgot
about
Charlie
,
just
for
the
moment
--
"
"
Hush
!
"
said
Scarlett
again
,
fighting
to
control
her
face
and
make
her
emotions
quiet
.
Never
,
never
must
Melanie
see
or
suspect
how
she
felt
.
Melanie
,
the
most
tactful
of
women
,
had
tears
in
her
eyes
at
her
own
cruelty
.
How
could
she
have
brought
back
to
Scarlett
the
terrible
memories
of
Wade
being
born
months
after
poor
Charlie
was
dead
?
How
could
she
have
been
so
thoughtless
?
"
Let
me
help
you
undress
,
dearest
,
"
she
said
humbly
.
"
And
I
'll
rub
your
head
for
you
.
"
"
You
leave
me
alone
,
"
said
Scarlett
,
her
face
like
stone
.
And
Melanie
,
bursting
into
tears
of
self-condemnation
,
fled
the
room
,
leaving
Scarlett
to
a
tearless
bed
,
with
wounded
pride
,
disillusionment
and
jealousy
for
bedfellows
.
She
thought
that
she
could
not
live
any
longer
in
the
same
house
with
the
woman
who
was
carrying
Ashley
's
child
,
thought
that
she
would
go
home
to
Tara
,
home
,
where
she
belonged
.
She
did
not
see
how
she
could
ever
look
at
Melanie
again
and
not
have
her
secret
read
in
her
face
.
And
she
arose
the
next
morning
with
the
fixed
intention
of
packing
her
trunk
immediately
after
breakfast
.
But
,
as
they
sat
at
the
table
,
Scarlett
silent
and
gloomy
,
Pitty
bewildered
and
Melanie
miserable
,
a
telegram
came
.
It
was
to
Melanie
from
Ashley
's
body
servant
,
Mose
.
"
I
have
looked
everywhere
and
I
ca
n't
find
him
.
Must
I
come
home
?
"
No
one
knew
what
it
meant
but
the
eyes
of
the
three
women
went
to
one
another
,
wide
with
terror
,
and
Scarlett
forgot
all
thoughts
of
going
home
.
Without
finishing
their
breakfasts
they
drove
down
to
telegraph
Ashley
's
colonel
,
but
even
as
they
entered
the
office
,
there
was
a
telegram
from
him
.
