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The
hand
on
her
arm
tightened
until
it
pinched
and
the
wrinkled
lids
over
the
yellow
eyes
blinked
.
"
Did
the
Yankees
kill
her
?
"
"
She
died
of
typhoid
.
Died
--
the
day
before
I
came
home
.
"
"
Do
n't
think
about
it
,
"
said
Grandma
sternly
and
Scarlett
saw
her
swallow
.
"
And
your
Pa
?
"
"
Pa
is
--
Pa
is
not
himself
.
"
"
What
do
you
mean
?
Speak
up
.
Is
he
ill
?
"
"
The
shock
--
he
is
so
strange
--
he
is
not
--
"
"
Do
n't
tell
me
he
's
not
himself
.
Do
you
mean
his
mind
is
unhinged
?
"
It
was
a
relief
to
hear
the
truth
put
so
baldly
.
How
good
the
old
lady
was
to
offer
no
sympathy
that
would
make
her
cry
.
"
Yes
,
"
she
said
dully
,
"
he
's
lost
his
mind
.
He
acts
dazed
and
sometimes
he
ca
n't
seem
to
remember
that
Mother
is
dead
.
Oh
,
Old
Miss
,
it
's
more
than
I
can
stand
to
see
him
sit
by
the
hour
,
waiting
for
her
and
so
patiently
too
,
and
he
used
to
have
no
more
patience
than
a
child
.
But
it
's
worse
when
he
does
remember
that
she
's
gone
.
Every
now
and
then
,
after
he
's
sat
still
with
his
ear
cocked
listening
for
her
,
he
jumps
up
suddenly
and
stumps
out
of
the
house
and
down
to
the
burying
ground
.
And
then
he
comes
dragging
back
with
the
tears
all
over
his
face
and
he
says
over
and
over
till
I
could
scream
:
'
Katie
Scarlett
,
Mrs.
O'Hara
is
dead
.
Your
mother
is
dead
,
'
and
it
's
just
like
I
was
hearing
it
again
for
the
first
time
.
And
sometimes
,
late
at
night
,
I
hear
him
calling
her
and
I
get
out
of
bed
and
go
to
him
and
tell
him
she
's
down
at
the
quarters
with
a
sick
darky
.
And
he
fusses
because
she
's
always
tiring
herself
out
nursing
people
.
