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"
No
,
but
he
was
.
Of
course
,
he
ca
n't
walk
far
with
his
stiff
knee
,
but
he
was
all
for
riding
away
with
us
.
Your
mother
agreed
,
providing
he
was
able
to
jump
the
pasture
fence
,
for
,
she
said
,
there
would
be
a
lot
of
rough
riding
to
be
done
in
the
army
.
Your
father
thought
that
easy
,
but
--
would
you
believe
it
?
When
his
horse
came
to
the
fence
,
he
stopped
dead
and
over
his
head
went
your
father
!
It
's
a
wonder
it
did
n't
break
his
neck
!
You
know
how
obstinate
he
is
.
He
got
right
up
and
tried
it
again
.
Well
,
Scarlett
,
he
came
off
three
times
before
Mrs.
O'Hara
and
Pork
assisted
him
to
bed
.
He
was
in
a
taking
about
it
,
swearing
that
your
mother
had
'
spoken
a
wee
word
in
the
beast
's
ear
.
'
He
just
is
n't
up
to
active
service
,
Scarlett
.
You
need
have
no
shame
about
it
.
After
all
,
someone
must
stay
home
and
raise
crops
for
the
army
.
"
Scarlett
had
no
shame
at
all
,
only
an
active
feeling
of
relief
.
"
I
've
sent
India
and
Honey
to
Macon
to
stay
with
the
Burrs
and
Mr.
O'Hara
is
looking
after
Twelve
Oaks
as
well
as
Tara
...
.
I
must
go
,
my
dear
.
Let
me
kiss
your
pretty
face
.
"
Scarlett
turned
up
her
lips
and
there
was
a
choking
pain
in
her
throat
.
She
was
so
fond
of
Mr.
Wilkes
.
Once
,
long
ago
,
she
had
hoped
to
be
his
daughter-inlaw
.
"
And
you
must
deliver
this
kiss
to
Pittypat
and
this
to
Melanie
,
"
he
said
,
kissing
her
lightly
two
more
times
.
"
And
how
is
Melanie
?
"
"
She
is
well
.
"
"
Ah
!
"
His
eyes
looked
at
her
but
through
her
,
past
her
as
Ashley
's
had
done
,
remote
gray
eyes
looking
on
another
world
.
"
I
should
have
liked
to
see
my
first
grandchild
.
Good-by
,
my
dear
.
"
He
swung
onto
Nellie
and
cantered
off
,
his
hat
in
his
hand
,
his
silver
hair
bare
to
the
rain
.
Scarlett
had
rejoined
Maybelle
and
Mrs.
Meade
before
the
import
of
his
last
words
broke
upon
her
.
Then
in
superstitious
terror
she
crossed
herself
and
tried
to
say
a
prayer
.
He
had
spoken
of
death
,
just
as
Ashley
had
done
,
and
now
Ashley
--
No
one
should
ever
speak
of
death
!
It
was
tempting
Providence
to
mention
death
.
As
the
three
women
started
silently
back
to
the
hospital
in
the
rain
,
Scarlett
was
praying
:
"
Not
him
,
too
,
God
.
Not
him
and
Ashley
,
too
!
"
