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And
it
's
so
hard
to
get
him
back
to
bed
.
He
's
like
a
child
.
Oh
,
I
wish
Dr.
Fontaine
was
here
!
I
know
he
could
do
something
for
Pa
!
And
Melanie
needs
a
doctor
too
.
She
is
n't
getting
over
her
baby
like
she
should
--
"
"
Melly
--
a
baby
?
And
she
's
with
you
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
What
's
Melly
doing
with
you
?
Why
is
n't
she
in
Macon
with
her
aunt
and
her
kinfolks
?
I
never
thought
you
liked
her
any
too
well
,
Miss
,
for
all
she
was
Charles
'
sister
.
Now
,
tell
me
all
about
it
.
"
"
It
's
a
long
story
,
Old
Miss.
.
Do
n't
you
want
to
go
back
in
the
house
and
sit
down
?
"
"
I
can
stand
,
"
said
Grandma
shortly
.
"
And
if
you
told
your
story
in
front
of
the
others
,
they
'd
be
bawling
and
making
you
feel
sorry
for
yourself
.
Now
,
let
's
have
it
.
"
Scarlett
began
haltingly
with
the
siege
and
Melanie
's
condition
,
but
as
her
story
progressed
beneath
the
sharp
old
eyes
which
never
faltered
in
their
gaze
,
she
found
words
,
words
of
power
and
horror
.
It
all
came
back
to
her
,
the
sickeningly
hot
day
of
the
baby
's
birth
,
the
agony
of
fear
,
the
flight
and
Rhett
's
desertion
.
She
spoke
of
the
wild
darkness
of
the
night
,
the
blazing
camp
fires
which
might
be
friends
or
foes
,
the
gaunt
chimneys
which
met
her
gaze
in
the
morning
sun
,
the
dead
men
and
horses
along
the
road
,
the
hunger
,
the
desolation
,
the
fear
that
Tara
had
been
burned
.
"
I
thought
if
I
could
just
get
home
to
Mother
,
she
could
manage
everything
and
I
could
lay
down
the
weary
load
.
On
the
way
home
I
thought
the
worst
had
already
happened
to
me
,
but
when
I
knew
she
was
dead
I
knew
what
the
worst
really
was
.
"
She
dropped
her
eyes
to
the
ground
and
waited
for
Grandma
to
speak
.
The
silence
was
so
prolonged
she
wondered
if
Grandma
could
have
failed
to
comprehend
her
desperate
plight
.
Finally
the
old
voice
spoke
and
her
tones
were
kind
,
kinder
than
Scarlett
had
ever
heard
her
use
in
addressing
anyone
.
"
Child
,
it
's
a
very
bad
thing
for
a
woman
to
face
the
worst
that
can
happen
to
her
,
because
after
she
's
faced
the
worst
she
ca
n't
ever
really
fear
anything
again
.
And
it
's
very
bad
for
a
woman
not
to
be
afraid
of
something
.
You
think
I
do
n't
understand
what
you
've
told
me
--
what
you
've
been
through
?
Well
,
I
understand
very
well
.
When
I
was
about
your
age
I
was
in
the
Creek
uprising
,
right
after
the
Fort
Mims
massacre
--
yes
,
"
she
said
in
a
far-away
voice
,
"
just
about
your
age
for
that
was
fifty-odd
years
ago
.
And
I
managed
to
get
into
the
bushes
and
hide
and
I
lay
there
and
saw
our
house
burn
and
I
saw
the
Indians
scalp
my
brothers
and
sisters
.
And
I
could
only
lie
there
and
pray
that
the
light
of
the
flames
would
n't
show
up
my
hiding
place
.
And
they
dragged
Mother
out
and
killed
her
about
twenty
feet
from
where
I
was
lying
.
And
scalped
her
too
.
And
ever
so
often
one
Indian
would
go
back
to
her
and
sink
his
tommyhawk
into
her
skull
again
.
I
--
I
was
my
mother
's
pet
and
I
lay
there
and
saw
it
all
.
And
in
the
morning
I
set
out
for
the
nearest
settlement
and
it
was
thirty
miles
away
.
It
took
me
three
days
to
get
there
,
through
the
swamps
and
the
Indians
,
and
afterward
they
thought
I
'd
lose
my
mind
...
.
That
's
where
I
met
Dr.
Fontaine
.
