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Captain
Carey
Ashburn
's
useless
arm
was
hurting
him
again
and
moreover
he
was
depressed
by
the
thought
that
his
courtship
of
Scarlett
was
at
a
standstill
.
That
had
been
the
situation
ever
since
the
news
of
Ashley
Wilkes
'
capture
,
though
the
connection
between
the
two
events
did
not
occur
to
him
.
Scarlett
and
Melanie
both
were
thinking
of
Ashley
,
as
they
always
did
when
urgent
tasks
or
the
necessity
of
carrying
on
a
conversation
did
not
divert
them
.
Scarlett
was
thinking
bitterly
,
sorrowfully
:
He
must
be
dead
or
else
we
would
have
heard
.
Melanie
,
stemming
the
tide
of
fear
again
and
again
,
through
endless
hours
,
was
telling
herself
:
"
He
ca
n't
be
dead
.
I
'd
know
it
--
I
'd
feel
it
if
he
were
dead
.
"
Rhett
Butler
lounged
in
the
shadows
,
his
long
legs
in
their
elegant
boots
crossed
negligently
,
his
dark
face
an
unreadable
blank
.
In
his
arms
Wade
slept
contentedly
,
a
cleanly
picked
wishbone
in
his
small
hand
.
Scarlett
always
permitted
Wade
to
sit
up
late
when
Rhett
called
because
the
shy
child
was
fond
of
him
,
and
Rhett
oddly
enough
seemed
to
be
fond
of
Wade
.
Generally
Scarlett
was
annoyed
by
the
child
's
presence
,
but
he
always
behaved
nicely
in
Rhett
's
arms
.
As
for
Aunt
Pitty
,
she
was
nervously
trying
to
stifle
a
belch
,
for
the
rooster
they
had
had
for
supper
was
a
tough
old
bird
.
That
morning
Aunt
Pitty
had
reached
the
regretful
decision
that
she
had
better
kill
the
patriarch
before
he
died
of
old
age
and
pining
for
his
harem
which
had
long
since
been
eaten
.
For
days
he
had
drooped
about
the
empty
chicken
run
,
too
dispirited
to
crow
.
After
Uncle
Peter
had
wrung
his
neck
,
Aunt
Pitty
had
been
beset
by
conscience
at
the
thought
of
enjoying
him
,
en
famille
,
when
so
many
of
her
friends
had
not
tasted
chicken
for
weeks
,
so
she
suggested
company
for
dinner
.
Melanie
,
who
was
now
in
her
fifth
month
,
had
not
been
out
in
public
or
received
guests
for
weeks
,
and
she
was
appalled
at
the
idea
.
But
Aunt
Pitty
,
for
once
,
was
firm
.
It
would
be
selfish
to
eat
the
rooster
alone
,
and
if
Melanie
would
only
move
her
top
hoop
a
little
higher
no
one
would
notice
anything
and
she
was
so
flat
in
the
bust
anyway
.
"
Oh
,
but
Auntie
I
do
n't
want
to
see
people
when
Ashley
--
"
"
It
is
n't
as
if
Ashley
were
--
had
passed
away
,
"
said
Aunt
Pitty
,
her
voice
quavering
,
for
in
her
heart
she
was
certain
Ashley
was
dead
.
"
He
's
just
as
much
alive
as
you
are
and
it
will
do
you
good
to
have
company
.
And
I
'm
going
to
ask
Fanny
Elsing
,
too
.
Mrs.
Elsing
begged
me
to
try
to
do
something
to
arouse
her
and
make
her
see
people
--
"
"
Oh
,
but
Auntie
,
it
's
cruel
to
force
her
when
poor
Dallas
has
only
been
dead
--
"
"
Now
,
Melly
,
I
shall
cry
with
vexation
if
you
argue
with
me
.
I
guess
I
'm
your
auntie
and
I
know
what
's
what
.
And
I
want
a
party
.
"
So
Aunt
Pitty
had
her
party
,
and
,
at
the
last
minute
,
a
guest
she
did
not
expect
,
or
desire
,
arrived
.
Just
when
the
smell
of
roast
rooster
was
filling
the
house
,
Rhett
Butler
,
back
from
one
of
his
mysterious
trips
,
knocked
at
the
door
,
with
a
large
box
of
bonbons
packed
in
paper
lace
under
his
arm
and
a
mouthful
of
two-edged
compliments
for
her
.
There
was
nothing
to
do
but
invite
him
to
stay
,
although
Aunt
Pitty
knew
how
the
doctor
and
Mrs.
Meade
felt
about
him
and
how
bitter
Fanny
was
against
any
man
not
in
uniform
.
Neither
the
Meades
nor
the
Elsings
would
have
spoken
to
him
on
the
street
,
but
in
a
friend
's
home
they
would
,
of
course
,
have
to
be
polite
to
him
.
Besides
,
he
was
now
more
firmly
than
ever
under
the
protection
of
the
fragile
Melanie
.
After
he
had
intervened
for
her
to
get
the
news
about
Ashley
,
she
had
announced
publicly
that
her
home
was
open
to
him
as
long
as
he
lived
and
no
matter
what
other
people
might
say
about
him
.
Aunt
Pitty
's
apprehensions
quieted
when
she
saw
that
Rhett
was
on
his
best
behavior
.
He
devoted
himself
to
Fanny
with
such
sympathetic
deference
she
even
smiled
at
him
,
and
the
meal
went
well
.
It
was
a
princely
feast
.
Carey
Ashburn
had
brought
a
little
tea
,
which
he
had
found
in
the
tobacco
pouch
of
a
captured
Yankee
en
route
to
Andersonville
,
and
everyone
had
a
cup
,
faintly
flavored
with
tobacco
.
There
was
a
nibble
of
the
tough
old
bird
for
each
,
an
adequate
amount
of
dressing
made
of
corn
meal
and
seasoned
with
onions
,
a
bowl
of
dried
peas
,
and
plenty
of
rice
and
gravy
,
the
latter
somewhat
watery
,
for
there
was
no
flour
with
which
to
thicken
it
.
For
dessert
,
there
was
a
sweet
potato
pie
followed
by
Rhett
's
bonbons
,
and
when
Rhett
produced
real
Havana
cigars
for
the
gentlemen
to
enjoy
over
their
glass
of
blackberry
wine
,
everyone
agreed
it
was
indeed
a
Lucullan
banquet
.
