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"
Tara
is
lucky
to
get
him
.
"
"
You
love
this
place
,
do
n't
you
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
So
much
that
you
do
n't
mind
your
sister
marrying
out
of
her
class
as
long
as
you
have
a
man
around
to
care
for
Tara
?
"
"
Class
?
"
said
Scarlett
,
startled
at
the
idea
.
"
Class
?
What
does
class
matter
now
,
so
long
as
a
girl
gets
a
husband
who
can
take
care
of
her
?
"
"
That
's
a
debatable
question
,
"
said
Old
Miss.
"
Some
folks
would
say
you
were
talking
common
sense
.
Others
would
say
you
were
letting
down
bars
that
ought
never
be
lowered
one
inch
.
Will
's
certainly
not
quality
folks
and
some
of
your
people
were
.
"
Her
sharp
old
eyes
went
to
the
portrait
of
Grandma
Robillard
.
Scarlett
thought
of
Will
,
lank
,
unimpressive
,
mild
,
eternally
chewing
a
straw
,
his
whole
appearance
deceptively
devoid
of
energy
,
like
that
of
most
Crackers
.
He
did
not
have
behind
him
a
long
line
of
ancestors
of
wealth
,
prominence
and
blood
.
The
first
of
Will
's
family
to
set
foot
on
Georgia
soil
might
even
have
been
one
of
Oglethorpe
's
debtors
or
a
bond
servant
.
Will
had
not
been
to
college
.
In
fact
,
four
years
in
a
backwoods
school
was
all
the
education
he
had
ever
had
.
He
was
honest
and
he
was
loyal
,
he
was
patient
and
he
was
hard
working
,
but
certainly
he
was
not
quality
.
Undoubtedly
by
Robillard
standards
,
Suellen
was
coming
down
in
the
world
.
"
So
you
approve
of
Will
coming
into
your
family
?
"
