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"
What
else
could
he
have
done
?
"
"
Who
am
I
to
say
?
I
only
know
what
I
did
,
both
when
I
was
thrown
out
and
nowadays
.
I
only
know
what
other
men
have
done
.
We
saw
opportunity
in
the
ruin
of
a
civilization
and
we
made
the
most
of
our
opportunity
,
some
honestly
,
some
shadily
,
and
we
are
still
making
the
most
of
it
.
But
the
Ashleys
of
this
world
have
the
same
chances
and
do
n't
take
them
.
They
just
are
n't
smart
,
Scarlett
,
and
only
the
smart
deserve
to
survive
.
"
She
hardly
heard
what
he
was
saying
,
for
now
there
was
coming
back
to
her
the
exact
memory
which
had
teased
her
a
few
minutes
before
when
he
first
began
speaking
.
She
remembered
the
cold
wind
that
swept
the
orchard
of
Tara
and
Ashley
standing
by
a
pile
of
rails
,
his
eyes
looking
beyond
her
.
And
he
had
said
--
what
?
Some
funny
foreign
name
that
sounded
like
profanity
and
had
talked
of
the
end
of
the
world
.
She
had
not
known
what
he
meant
then
but
now
bewildered
comprehension
was
coming
to
her
and
with
it
a
sick
,
weary
feeling
.
"
Why
,
Ashley
said
--
"
"
Yes
?
"
"
Once
at
Tara
he
said
something
about
the
--
a
--
dusk
of
the
gods
and
about
the
end
of
the
world
and
some
such
foolishness
.
"
"
Ah
,
the
Gotterdammerung
!
"
Rhett
's
eyes
were
sharp
with
interest
.
"
And
what
else
?
"
"
Oh
,
I
do
n't
remember
exactly
.
I
was
n't
paying
much
mind
.
But
--
yes
--
something
about
the
strong
coming
through
and
the
weak
being
winnowed
out
.
"
"
Ah
,
so
he
knows
.
Then
that
makes
it
harder
for
him
.
Most
of
them
do
n't
know
and
will
never
know
.
They
'll
wonder
all
their
lives
where
the
lost
enchantment
has
vanished
.
They
'll
simply
suffer
in
proud
and
incompetent
silence
.
But
he
understands
.
He
knows
he
's
winnowed
out
.
"
