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Mammy
shook
her
head
ominously
.
"
Whut
gempmums
says
an
'
whut
dey
thinks
is
two
diffunt
things
.
An
'
Ah
ain
'
noticed
Mist
'
Ashley
axing
fer
ter
mahy
you
.
"
Scarlett
scowled
,
started
to
speak
sharply
and
then
caught
herself
.
Mammy
had
her
there
and
there
was
no
argument
.
Seeing
the
obdurate
look
on
Scarlett
's
face
,
Mammy
picked
up
the
tray
and
,
with
the
bland
guile
of
her
race
,
changed
her
tactics
.
As
she
started
for
the
door
,
she
sighed
.
"
Well
'm
,
awright
.
Ah
wuz
tellin
'
Cookie
w
'
ile
she
wuz
a-fixin
'
dis
tray
.
'
You
kin
sho
tell
a
lady
by
whut
she
DOAN
eat
,
'
an
'
Ah
say
ter
Cookie
.
'
Ah
ain
'
seed
no
w
'
ite
lady
who
et
less
'n
Miss
Melly
Hamilton
did
las
'
time
she
wuz
visitin
'
Mist
'
Ashley
'
--
Ah
means
,
visitin
'
Miss
India
.
"
Scarlett
shot
a
look
of
sharp
suspicion
at
her
,
but
Mammy
's
broad
face
carried
only
a
look
of
innocence
and
of
regret
that
Scarlett
was
not
the
lady
Melanie
Hamilton
was
.
"
Put
down
that
tray
and
come
lace
me
tighter
,
"
said
Scarlett
irritably
.
"
And
I
'll
try
to
eat
a
little
afterwards
.
If
I
ate
now
I
could
n't
lace
tight
enough
.
"
Cloaking
her
triumph
,
Mammy
set
down
the
tray
.
"
Whut
mah
lamb
gwine
wear
?
"
"
That
,
"
answered
Scarlett
,
pointing
at
the
fluffy
mass
of
green
flowered
muslin
.
Instantly
Mammy
was
in
arms
.
"
No
,
you
ain
'
.
It
ain
'
fittin
'
fer
mawnin
'
.
You
kain
show
yo
'
buzzum
befo
'
three
o'clock
an
'
dat
dress
ain
'
got
no
neck
an
'
no
sleeves
.
An
'
you
'll
git
freckled
sho
as
you
born
,
an
'
Ah
ain
'
figgerin
'
on
you
gittin
'
freckled
affer
all
de
buttermilk
Ah
been
puttin
'
on
you
all
dis
winter
,
bleachin
'
dem
freckles
you
got
at
Savannah
settin
'
on
de
beach
.
Ah
sho
gwine
speak
ter
yo
'
Ma
'
bout
you
.
"
