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Before
the
last
year
Suellen
had
never
walked
a
hundred
yards
in
her
life
and
this
prospect
was
anything
but
pleasing
.
So
she
stayed
at
home
and
nagged
and
cried
and
said
,
once
too
often
:
"
Oh
,
if
only
Mother
was
here
!
"
At
that
,
Scarlett
gave
her
the
long-promised
slap
,
hitting
her
so
hard
it
knocked
her
screaming
to
the
bed
and
caused
great
consternation
throughout
the
house
.
Thereafter
,
Suellen
whined
the
less
,
at
least
in
Scarlett
's
presence
.
Scarlett
spoke
truthfully
when
she
said
she
wanted
the
horse
to
rest
but
that
was
only
half
of
the
truth
.
The
other
half
was
that
she
had
paid
one
round
of
calls
on
the
County
in
the
first
month
after
the
surrender
and
the
sight
of
old
friends
and
old
plantations
had
shaken
her
courage
more
than
she
liked
to
admit
.
The
Fontaines
had
fared
best
of
any
,
thanks
to
Sally
's
hard
ride
,
but
it
was
flourishing
only
by
comparison
with
the
desperate
situation
of
the
other
neighbors
.
Grandma
Fontaine
had
never
completely
recovered
from
the
heart
attack
she
had
the
day
she
led
the
others
in
beating
out
the
flames
and
saving
the
house
.
Old
Dr.
Fontaine
was
convalescing
slowly
from
an
amputated
arm
.
Alex
and
Tony
were
turning
awkward
hands
to
plows
and
hoe
handles
.
They
leaned
over
the
fence
rail
to
shake
hands
with
Scarlett
when
she
called
and
they
laughed
at
her
rickety
wagon
,
their
black
eyes
bitter
,
for
they
were
laughing
at
themselves
as
well
as
her
.
She
asked
to
buy
seed
corn
from
them
and
they
promised
it
and
fell
to
discussing
farm
problems
.
They
had
twelve
chickens
,
two
cows
,
five
hogs
and
the
mule
they
brought
home
from
the
war
.
One
of
the
hogs
had
just
died
and
they
were
worried
about
losing
the
others
.
At
hearing
such
serious
words
about
hogs
from
these
ex-dandies
who
had
never
given
life
a
more
serious
thought
than
which
cravat
was
most
fashionable
,
Scarlett
laughed
and
this
time
her
laugh
was
bitter
too
.
They
had
all
made
her
welcome
at
Mimosa
and
had
insisted
on
giving
,
not
selling
,
her
the
seed
corn
.
The
quick
Fontaine
tempers
flared
when
she
put
a
greenback
on
the
table
and
they
flatly
refused
payment
.
Scarlett
took
the
corn
and
privately
slipped
a
dollar
bill
into
Sally
's
hand
.
Sally
looked
like
a
different
person
from
the
girl
who
had
greeted
her
eight
months
before
when
Scarlett
first
came
home
to
Tara
.
Then
she
had
been
pale
and
sad
but
there
had
been
a
buoyancy
about
her
.
Now
that
buoyancy
had
gone
,
as
if
the
surrender
had
taken
all
hope
from
her
.
"
Scarlett
,
"
she
whispered
as
she
clutched
the
bill
,
"
what
was
the
good
of
it
all
?
Why
did
we
ever
fight
?
Oh
,
my
poor
Joe
!
Oh
,
my
poor
baby
!
"
"
I
do
n't
know
why
we
fought
and
I
do
n't
care
,
"
said
Scarlett
.
"
And
I
'm
not
interested
.
I
never
was
interested
.
War
is
a
man
's
business
,
not
a
woman
's
.
All
I
'm
interested
in
now
is
a
good
cotton
crop
.
Now
take
this
dollar
and
buy
little
Joe
a
dress
.
God
knows
,
he
needs
it
.
I
'm
not
going
to
rob
you
of
your
corn
,
for
all
Alex
and
Tony
's
politeness
.
"
The
boys
followed
her
to
the
wagon
and
assisted
her
in
,
courtly
for
all
their
rags
,
gay
with
the
volatile
Fontaine
gaiety
,
but
with
the
picture
of
their
destitution
in
her
eyes
,
she
shivered
as
she
drove
away
from
Mimosa
.
She
was
so
tired
of
poverty
and
pinching
.
What
a
pleasure
it
would
be
to
know
people
who
were
rich
and
not
worried
as
to
where
the
next
meal
was
coming
from
!
Cade
Calvert
was
at
home
at
Pine
Bloom
and
,
as
Scarlett
came
up
the
steps
of
the
old
house
in
which
she
had
danced
so
often
in
happier
days
,
she
saw
that
death
was
in
his
face
.
He
was
emaciated
and
he
coughed
as
he
lay
in
an
easy
chair
in
the
sunshine
with
a
shawl
across
his
knees
,
but
his
face
lit
up
when
he
saw
her
.
Just
a
little
cold
which
had
settled
in
his
chest
,
he
said
,
trying
to
rise
to
greet
her
.
Got
it
from
sleeping
so
much
in
the
rain
.
But
it
would
be
gone
soon
and
then
he
'd
lend
a
hand
in
the
work
.
Cathleen
Calvert
,
who
came
out
of
the
house
at
the
sound
of
voices
,
met
Scarlett
's
eyes
above
her
brother
's
head
and
in
them
Scarlett
read
knowledge
and
bitter
despair
.
Cade
might
not
know
but
Cathleen
knew
.
Pine
Bloom
looked
straggly
and
overgrown
with
weeds
,
seedling
pines
were
beginning
to
show
in
the
fields
and
the
house
was
sagging
and
untidy
.
Cathleen
was
thin
and
taut
.
