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After
she
had
unsuccessfully
canvassed
the
town
and
refused
the
importuning
of
many
eager
Carpetbaggers
,
she
finally
decided
to
take
Tommy
's
suggestion
and
ask
Hugh
Elsing
.
He
had
been
a
dashing
and
resourceful
officer
during
the
war
,
but
two
severe
wounds
and
four
years
of
fighting
seemed
to
have
drained
him
of
all
his
resourcefulness
,
leaving
him
to
face
the
rigors
of
peace
as
bewildered
as
a
child
.
There
was
a
lost-dog
look
in
his
eyes
these
days
as
he
went
about
peddling
his
firewood
,
and
he
was
not
at
all
the
kind
of
man
she
had
hoped
to
get
.
"
He
's
stupid
,
"
she
thought
.
"
He
does
n't
know
a
thing
about
business
and
I
'll
bet
he
ca
n't
add
two
and
two
.
And
I
doubt
if
he
'll
ever
learn
.
But
,
at
least
,
he
's
honest
and
wo
n't
swindle
me
.
"
Scarlett
had
little
use
these
days
for
honesty
in
herself
,
but
the
less
she
valued
it
in
herself
the
more
she
was
beginning
to
value
it
in
others
.
"
It
's
a
pity
Johnnie
Gallegher
is
tied
up
with
Tommy
Wellburn
on
that
construction
work
,
"
she
thought
.
"
He
's
just
the
kind
of
man
I
want
.
He
's
hard
as
nails
and
slick
as
a
snake
,
but
he
'd
be
honest
if
it
paid
him
to
be
honest
.
I
understand
him
and
he
understands
me
and
we
could
do
business
together
very
well
.
Maybe
I
can
get
him
when
the
hotel
is
finished
and
till
then
I
'll
have
to
make
out
on
Hugh
and
Mr.
Johnson
.
If
I
put
Hugh
in
charge
of
the
new
mill
and
leave
Mr.
Johnson
at
the
old
one
,
I
can
stay
in
town
and
see
to
the
selling
while
they
handle
the
milling
and
hauling
.
Until
I
can
get
Johnnie
I
'll
have
to
risk
Mr.
Johnson
robbing
me
if
I
stay
in
town
all
the
time
.
If
only
he
was
n't
a
thief
!
I
believe
I
'll
build
a
lumber
yard
on
half
that
lot
Charles
left
me
.
If
only
Frank
did
n't
holler
so
loud
about
me
building
a
saloon
on
the
other
half
!
Well
,
I
shall
build
the
saloon
just
as
soon
as
I
get
enough
money
ahead
,
no
matter
how
he
takes
on
.
If
only
Frank
was
n't
so
thin
skinned
.
Oh
,
God
,
if
only
I
was
n't
going
to
have
a
baby
at
this
of
all
times
!
In
a
little
while
I
'll
be
so
big
I
ca
n't
go
out
.
Oh
,
God
,
if
only
I
was
n't
going
to
have
a
baby
!
And
oh
,
God
,
if
the
damned
Yankees
will
only
let
me
alone
!
If
--
"
If
!
If
!
If
!
There
were
so
many
ifs
in
life
,
never
any
certainty
of
anything
,
never
any
sense
of
security
,
always
the
dread
of
losing
everything
and
being
cold
and
hungry
again
.
Of
course
,
Frank
was
making
a
little
more
money
now
,
but
Frank
was
always
ailing
with
colds
and
frequently
forced
to
stay
in
bed
for
days
.
Suppose
he
should
become
an
invalid
.
No
,
she
could
not
afford
to
count
on
Frank
for
much
.
She
must
not
count
on
anything
or
anybody
but
herself
.
And
what
she
could
earn
seemed
so
pitiably
small
.
Oh
,
what
would
she
do
if
the
Yankees
came
and
took
it
all
away
from
her
?
If
!
If
!
If
!
Half
of
what
she
made
every
month
went
to
Will
at
Tara
,
part
to
Rhett
to
repay
his
loan
and
the
rest
she
hoarded
.
No
miser
ever
counted
his
gold
oftener
than
she
and
no
miser
ever
had
greater
fear
of
losing
it
.
She
would
not
put
the
money
in
the
bank
,
for
it
might
fail
or
the
Yankees
might
confiscate
it
.
So
she
carried
what
she
could
with
her
,
tucked
into
her
corset
,
and
hid
small
wads
of
bills
about
the
house
,
under
loose
bricks
on
the
hearth
,
in
her
scrap
bag
,
between
the
pages
of
the
Bible
.
And
her
temper
grew
shorter
and
shorter
as
the
weeks
went
by
,
for
every
dollar
she
saved
would
be
just
one
more
dollar
to
lose
if
disaster
descended
.
Frank
,
Pitty
and
the
servants
bore
her
outbursts
with
maddening
kindness
,
attributing
her
bad
disposition
to
her
pregnancy
,
never
realizing
the
true
cause
.
Frank
knew
that
pregnant
women
must
be
humored
,
so
he
put
his
pride
in
his
pocket
and
said
nothing
more
about
her
running
the
mills
and
her
going
about
town
at
such
a
time
,
as
no
lady
should
do
.
Her
conduct
was
a
constant
embarrassment
to
him
but
he
reckoned
he
could
endure
it
for
a
while
longer
.
After
the
baby
came
,
he
knew
she
would
be
the
same
sweet
,
feminine
girl
he
had
courted
.
But
in
spite
of
everything
he
did
to
appease
her
,
she
continued
to
have
her
tantrums
and
often
he
thought
she
acted
like
one
possessed
.
No
one
seemed
to
realize
what
really
possessed
her
,
what
drove
her
like
a
mad
woman
.
It
was
a
passion
to
get
her
affairs
in
order
before
she
had
to
retire
behind
doors
,
to
have
as
much
money
as
possible
in
case
the
deluge
broke
upon
her
again
,
to
have
a
stout
levee
of
cash
against
the
rising
tide
of
Yankee
hate
.
Money
was
the
obsession
dominating
her
mind
these
days
.
