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"
Mr.
Wilkes
!
"
Scarlett
was
stunned
.
Mr.
Wilkes
was
nearly
seventy
.
"
Where
is
he
?
"
"
Back
wid
de
las
'
cannon
,
Miss
Scarlett
.
Back
dar
!
"
"
Sorry
,
lady
.
Move
on
,
boy
!
"
Scarlett
stood
for
a
moment
,
ankle
deep
in
mud
as
the
guns
lurched
by
.
Oh
,
no
!
She
thought
.
It
ca
n't
be
.
He
's
too
old
.
And
he
does
n't
like
war
any
more
than
Ashley
did
!
She
retreated
back
a
few
paces
toward
the
curb
and
scanned
each
face
that
passed
.
Then
,
as
the
last
cannon
and
limber
chest
came
groaning
and
splashing
up
,
she
saw
him
,
slender
,
erect
,
his
long
silver
hair
wet
upon
his
neck
,
riding
easily
upon
a
little
strawberry
mare
that
picked
her
way
as
daintily
through
the
mud
holes
as
a
lady
in
a
satin
dress
.
Why
--
that
mare
was
Nellie
!
Mrs.
Tarleton
's
Nellie
!
Beatrice
Tarleton
's
treasured
darling
!
When
he
saw
her
standing
in
the
mud
,
Mr.
Wilkes
drew
rein
with
a
smile
of
pleasure
and
,
dismounting
,
came
toward
her
.
"
I
had
hoped
to
see
you
,
Scarlett
.
I
was
charged
with
so
many
messages
from
your
people
.
But
there
was
no
time
.
We
just
got
in
this
morning
and
they
are
rushing
us
out
immediately
,
as
you
see
.
"
"
Oh
,
Mr.
Wilkes
,
"
she
cried
desperately
,
holding
his
hand
.
"
Do
n't
go
!
Why
must
you
go
?
"
"
Ah
,
so
you
think
I
'm
too
old
!
"
he
smiled
,
and
it
was
Ashley
's
smile
in
an
older
face
.
"
Perhaps
I
am
too
old
to
march
but
not
to
ride
and
shoot
.
And
Mrs.
Tarleton
so
kindly
lent
me
Nellie
,
so
I
am
well
mounted
.
I
hope
nothing
happens
to
Nellie
,
for
if
something
should
happen
to
her
,
I
could
never
go
home
and
face
Mrs.
Tarleton
.
Nellie
was
the
last
horse
she
had
left
.
"
He
was
laughing
now
,
turning
away
her
fears
.
"
Your
mother
and
father
and
the
girls
are
well
and
they
sent
you
their
love
.
Your
father
nearly
came
up
with
us
today
!
"
"
Oh
,
not
Pa
!
"
cried
Scarlett
in
terror
.
"
Not
Pa
!
He
is
n't
going
to
the
war
,
is
he
?
"
