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"
Oh
,
Ashley
,
do
n't
blame
yourself
!
How
could
it
be
your
fault
?
You
will
come
to
Atlanta
and
help
me
,
wo
n't
you
?
"
"
No
.
"
"
But
,
Ashley
,
"
her
voice
was
beginning
to
break
with
anguish
and
disappointment
,
"
But
I
'd
counted
on
you
.
I
do
need
you
so
.
Frank
ca
n't
help
me
.
He
's
so
busy
with
the
store
and
if
you
do
n't
come
I
do
n't
know
where
I
can
get
a
man
!
Everybody
in
Atlanta
who
is
smart
is
busy
with
his
own
affairs
and
the
others
are
so
incompetent
and
--
"
"
It
's
no
use
,
Scarlett
.
"
"
You
mean
you
'd
rather
go
to
New
York
and
live
among
Yankees
than
come
to
Atlanta
?
"
"
Who
told
you
that
?
"
He
turned
and
faced
her
,
faint
annoyance
wrinkling
his
forehead
.
"
Will
.
"
"
Yes
,
I
've
decided
to
go
North
.
An
old
friend
who
made
the
Grand
Tour
with
me
before
the
war
has
offered
me
a
position
in
his
father
's
bank
.
It
's
better
so
,
Scarlett
.
I
'd
be
no
good
to
you
.
I
know
nothing
of
the
lumber
business
.
"
"
But
you
know
less
about
banking
and
it
's
much
harder
!
And
I
know
I
'd
make
far
more
allowances
for
your
inexperience
than
Yankees
would
!
"
