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But
now
,
Scarlett
pushed
that
admonition
into
the
back
of
her
mind
.
That
she
was
encouraging
theft
,
and
perhaps
theft
from
people
worse
off
than
she
,
was
no
longer
a
matter
for
conscience
.
In
fact
the
morals
of
the
affair
weighed
lightly
upon
her
.
Instead
of
punishment
or
reproof
,
she
only
regretted
he
had
been
shot
.
"
You
must
be
more
careful
,
Pork
.
We
do
n't
want
to
lose
you
.
What
would
we
do
without
you
?
You
've
been
mighty
good
and
faithful
and
when
we
get
some
money
again
,
I
'm
going
to
buy
you
a
big
gold
watch
and
engrave
on
it
something
out
of
the
Bible
.
'
Well
done
,
good
and
faithful
servant
.
'
"
Pork
beamed
under
the
praise
and
gingerly
rubbed
his
bandaged
leg
.
"
Dat
soun
'
mighty
fine
,
Miss
Scarlett
.
W'en
you
speckin
'
ter
git
dat
money
?
"
"
I
do
n't
know
,
Pork
,
but
I
'm
going
to
get
it
some
time
,
somehow
.
"
She
bent
on
him
an
unseeing
glance
that
was
so
passionately
bitter
he
stirred
uneasily
,
"
Some
day
,
when
this
war
is
over
,
I
'm
going
to
have
lots
of
money
,
and
when
I
do
I
'll
never
be
hungry
or
cold
again
.
None
of
us
will
ever
be
hungry
or
cold
.
We
'll
all
wear
fine
clothes
and
have
fried
chicken
every
day
and
--
"
Then
she
stopped
.
The
strictest
rule
at
Tara
,
one
which
she
herself
had
made
and
which
she
rigidly
enforced
,
was
that
no
one
should
ever
talk
of
the
fine
meals
they
had
eaten
in
the
past
or
what
they
would
eat
now
,
if
they
had
the
opportunity
.
Pork
slipped
from
the
room
as
she
remained
staring
moodily
into
the
distance
.
In
the
old
days
,
now
dead
and
gone
,
life
had
been
so
complex
,
so
full
of
intricate
and
complicated
problems
.
There
had
been
the
problem
of
trying
to
win
Ashley
's
love
and
trying
to
keep
a
dozen
other
beaux
dangling
and
unhappy
.
There
had
been
small
breaches
of
conduct
to
be
concealed
from
her
elders
,
jealous
girls
to
be
flouted
or
placated
,
styles
of
dresses
and
materials
to
be
chosen
,
different
coiffures
to
be
tried
and
,
oh
,
so
many
,
many
other
matters
to
be
decided
!
Now
life
was
so
amazingly
simple
.
Now
all
that
mattered
was
food
enough
to
keep
off
starvation
,
clothing
enough
to
prevent
freezing
and
a
roof
overhead
which
did
not
leak
too
much
.
It
was
during
these
days
that
Scarlett
dreamed
and
dreamed
again
the
nightmare
which
was
to
haunt
her
for
years
.
It
was
always
the
same
dream
,
the
details
never
varied
,
but
the
terror
of
it
mounted
each
time
it
came
to
her
and
the
fear
of
experiencing
it
again
troubled
even
her
waking
hours
.
She
remembered
so
well
the
incidents
of
the
day
when
she
had
first
dreamed
it
.
Cold
rain
had
fallen
for
days
and
the
house
was
chill
with
drafts
and
dampness
.
The
logs
in
the
fireplace
were
wet
and
smoky
and
gave
little
heat
.
