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"
Oh
,
they
rode
over
to
Twelve
Oaks
hours
ago
--
to
sample
the
punch
and
see
if
it
was
strong
enough
,
I
dare
say
,
as
if
they
would
n't
have
from
now
till
tomorrow
morning
to
do
it
!
I
'm
going
to
ask
John
Wilkes
to
keep
them
overnight
,
even
if
he
has
to
bed
them
down
in
the
stable
.
Five
men
in
their
cups
are
just
too
much
for
me
.
Up
to
three
,
I
do
very
well
but
--
"
Gerald
hastily
interrupted
to
change
the
subject
.
He
could
feel
his
own
daughters
snickering
behind
his
back
as
they
remembered
in
what
condition
he
had
come
home
from
the
Wilkeses
'
last
barbecue
the
autumn
before
.
"
And
why
are
n't
you
riding
today
,
Mrs.
Tarleton
?
Sure
,
you
do
n't
look
yourself
at
all
without
Nellie
.
It
's
a
stentor
,
you
are
.
"
"
A
stentor
,
me
ignorant
broth
of
a
boy
!
"
cried
Mrs.
Tarleton
,
aping
his
brogue
.
"
You
mean
a
centaur
.
Stentor
was
a
man
with
a
voice
like
a
brass
gong
.
"
"
Stentor
or
centaur
,
'
tis
no
matter
,
"
answered
Gerald
,
unruffled
by
his
error
.
"
And
'
tis
a
voice
like
brass
you
have
,
Ma
'm
,
when
you
're
urging
on
the
hounds
,
so
it
is
.
"
"
That
's
one
on
you
,
Ma
,
"
said
Betty
.
"
I
told
you
you
yelled
like
a
Comanche
whenever
you
saw
a
fox
.
"
"
But
not
as
loud
as
you
yell
when
Mammy
washes
your
ears
,
"
returned
Mrs.
Tarleton
.
"
And
you
sixteen
!
Well
,
as
to
why
I
'm
not
riding
today
,
Nellie
foaled
early
this
morning
.
"
"
Did
she
now
!
"
cried
Gerald
with
real
interest
,
his
Irishman
's
passion
for
horses
shining
in
his
eyes
,
and
Scarlett
again
felt
the
sense
of
shock
in
comparing
her
mother
with
Mrs.
Tarleton
.
To
Ellen
,
mares
never
foaled
nor
cows
calved
.
In
fact
,
hens
almost
did
n't
lay
eggs
.
Ellen
ignored
these
matters
completely
.
But
Mrs.
Tarleton
had
no
such
reticences
.
"
A
little
filly
,
was
it
?
"
"
No
,
a
fine
little
stallion
with
legs
two
yards
long
.
You
must
ride
over
and
see
him
,
Mr.
O'Hara
.
He
's
a
real
Tarleton
horse
.
He
's
as
red
as
Hetty
's
curls
.
"
