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"
No
,
"
she
cried
vehemently
,
jerking
away
.
"
It
's
lying
you
are
,
and
I
'm
proud
of
it
.
I
'm
glad
there
's
pride
in
you
,
Puss
.
And
I
want
to
see
pride
in
you
tomorrow
at
the
barbecue
.
I
'll
not
be
having
the
County
gossiping
and
laughing
at
you
for
mooning
your
heart
out
about
a
man
who
never
gave
you
a
thought
beyond
friendship
.
"
"
He
did
give
me
a
thought
,
"
thought
Scarlett
,
sorrowfully
in
her
heart
.
"
Oh
,
a
lot
of
thoughts
!
I
know
he
did
.
I
could
tell
.
If
I
'd
just
had
a
little
longer
,
I
know
I
could
have
made
him
say
--
Oh
,
if
it
only
was
n't
that
the
Wilkes
always
feel
that
they
have
to
marry
their
cousins
!
"
Gerald
took
her
arm
and
passed
it
through
his
.
"
We
'll
be
going
in
to
supper
now
,
and
all
this
is
between
us
.
I
'll
not
be
worrying
your
mother
with
this
--
nor
do
you
do
it
either
.
Blow
your
nose
,
daughter
.
"
Scarlett
blew
her
nose
on
her
torn
handkerchief
,
and
they
started
up
the
dark
drive
arm
in
arm
,
the
horse
following
slowly
.
Near
the
house
,
Scarlett
was
at
the
point
of
speaking
again
when
she
saw
her
mother
in
the
dim
shadows
of
the
porch
.
She
had
on
her
bonnet
,
shawl
and
mittens
,
and
behind
her
was
Mammy
,
her
face
like
a
thundercloud
,
holding
in
her
hand
the
black
leather
bag
in
which
Ellen
O'Hara
always
carried
the
bandages
and
medicines
she
used
in
doctoring
the
slaves
.
Mammy
's
lips
were
large
and
pendulous
and
,
when
indignant
,
she
could
push
out
her
lower
one
to
twice
its
normal
length
.
It
was
pushed
out
now
,
and
Scarlett
knew
that
Mammy
was
seething
over
something
of
which
she
did
not
approve
.
"
Mr.
O'Hara
,
"
called
Ellen
as
she
saw
the
two
coming
up
the
driveway
--
Ellen
belonged
to
a
generation
that
was
formal
even
after
seventeen
years
of
wedlock
and
the
bearing
of
six
children
--
"
Mr.
O'Hara
,
there
is
illness
at
the
Slattery
house
.
Emmie
's
baby
has
been
born
and
is
dying
and
must
be
baptized
.
I
am
going
there
with
Mammy
to
see
what
I
can
do
.
"
Her
voice
was
raised
questioningly
,
as
though
she
hung
on
Gerald
's
assent
to
her
plan
,
a
mere
formality
but
one
dear
to
the
heart
of
Gerald
.
