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"
If
Carreen
had
any
sense
of
gratitude
to
me
for
what
I
've
done
for
her
,
she
'd
marry
him
and
not
let
him
get
away
from
here
,
"
Scarlett
thought
indignantly
.
"
But
no
,
she
must
spend
her
time
mooning
about
a
silly
boy
who
probably
never
gave
her
a
serious
thought
.
"
So
Will
remained
at
Tara
,
for
what
reason
she
did
not
know
and
she
found
his
businesslike
man-to-man
attitude
with
her
both
pleasant
and
helpful
.
He
was
gravely
deferential
to
the
vague
Gerald
but
it
was
to
Scarlett
that
he
turned
as
the
real
head
of
the
house
.
She
gave
her
approval
to
the
plan
of
hiring
out
the
horse
even
though
it
meant
the
family
would
be
without
any
means
of
transportation
temporarily
.
Suellen
would
be
especially
grieved
at
this
.
Her
greatest
joy
lay
in
going
to
Jonesboro
or
Fayetteville
with
Will
when
he
drove
over
on
business
.
Adorned
in
the
assembled
best
of
the
family
,
she
called
on
old
friends
,
heard
all
the
gossip
of
the
County
and
felt
herself
again
Miss
O'Hara
of
Tara
.
Suellen
never
missed
the
opportunity
to
leave
the
plantation
and
give
herself
airs
among
people
who
did
not
know
she
weeded
the
garden
and
made
beds
.
Miss
Fine
Airs
will
just
have
to
do
without
gadding
for
two
weeks
,
thought
Scarlett
,
and
we
'll
have
to
put
up
with
her
nagging
and
her
bawling
.
Melanie
joined
them
on
the
veranda
,
the
baby
in
her
arms
,
and
spreading
an
old
blanket
on
the
floor
,
set
little
Beau
down
to
crawl
.
Since
Ashley
's
letter
Melanie
had
divided
her
time
between
glowing
,
singing
happiness
and
anxious
longing
.
But
happy
or
depressed
,
she
was
too
thin
,
too
white
.
She
did
her
share
of
the
work
uncomplainingly
but
she
was
always
ailing
.
Old
Dr.
Fontaine
diagnosed
her
trouble
as
female
complaint
and
concurred
with
Dr.
Meade
in
saying
she
should
never
have
had
Beau
.
And
he
said
frankly
that
another
baby
would
kill
her
.
"
When
I
was
over
to
Fayetteville
today
,
"
said
Will
,
"
I
found
somethin'
right
cute
that
I
thought
would
interest
you
ladies
and
I
brought
it
home
.
"
He
fumbled
in
his
back
pants
pocket
and
brought
out
the
wallet
of
calico
,
stiffened
with
bark
,
which
Carreen
had
made
him
.
From
it
,
he
drew
a
Confederate
bill
.
"
If
you
think
Confederate
money
is
cute
,
Will
,
I
certainly
do
n't
,
"
said
Scarlett
shortly
,
for
the
very
sight
of
Confederate
money
made
her
mad
.
"
We
've
got
three
thousand
dollars
of
it
in
Pa
's
trunk
this
minute
,
and
Mammy
's
after
me
to
let
her
paste
it
over
the
holes
in
the
attic
walls
so
the
draft
wo
n't
get
her
.
And
I
think
I
'll
do
it
.
Then
it
'll
be
good
for
something
.
"
"
'
Imperious
Caesar
,
dead
and
turned
to
clay
,
'
"
said
Melanie
with
a
sad
smile
.
"
Do
n't
do
that
,
Scarlett
.
Keep
it
for
Wade
.
He
'll
be
proud
of
it
some
day
.
"
"
Well
,
I
do
n't
know
nothin
'
about
imperious
Caesar
,
"
said
Will
,
patiently
,
"
but
what
I
've
got
is
in
line
with
what
you
've
just
said
about
Wade
,
Miss
Melly
.
It
's
a
poem
,
pasted
on
the
back
of
this
bill
.
I
know
Miss
Scarlett
ai
n't
much
on
poems
but
I
thought
this
might
interest
her
.
"
He
turned
the
bill
over
.
On
its
back
was
pasted
a
strip
of
coarse
brown
wrapping
paper
,
inscribed
in
pale
homemade
ink
.
Will
cleared
his
throat
and
read
slowly
and
with
difficulty
.
