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But
even
as
they
laughed
,
they
expressed
regret
for
Scarlett
and
her
tragedy
.
After
all
,
Scarlett
was
a
lady
and
one
of
the
few
ladies
in
Atlanta
who
were
nice
to
Yankees
.
She
had
already
won
their
sympathy
by
the
fact
that
she
had
to
work
because
her
husband
could
n't
or
would
n't
support
her
properly
.
Even
though
her
husband
was
a
sorry
one
,
it
was
dreadful
that
the
poor
thing
should
discover
he
had
been
untrue
to
her
.
And
it
was
doubly
dreadful
that
his
death
should
occur
simultaneously
with
the
discovery
of
his
infidelity
.
After
all
,
a
poor
husband
was
better
than
no
husband
at
all
,
and
the
Yankee
ladies
decided
they
'd
be
extra
nice
to
Scarlett
.
But
the
others
,
Mrs.
Meade
,
Mrs.
Merriwether
,
Mrs.
Elsing
,
Tommy
Wellburn
's
widow
and
most
of
all
,
Mrs.
Ashley
Wilkes
,
they
'd
laugh
in
their
faces
every
time
they
saw
them
.
That
would
teach
them
a
little
courtesy
.
Much
of
the
whispering
that
went
on
in
the
dark
rooms
on
the
north
side
of
town
that
night
was
on
this
same
subject
.
Atlanta
ladies
vehemently
told
their
husbands
that
they
did
not
care
a
rap
what
the
Yankees
thought
.
But
inwardly
they
felt
that
running
an
Indian
gantlet
would
be
infinitely
preferable
to
suffering
the
ordeal
of
Yankee
grins
and
not
being
able
to
tell
the
truth
about
their
husbands
.
Dr.
Meade
,
beside
himself
with
outraged
dignity
at
the
position
into
which
Rhett
had
jockeyed
him
and
the
others
,
told
Mrs.
Meade
that
,
but
for
the
fact
that
it
would
implicate
the
others
,
he
would
rather
confess
and
be
hanged
than
say
he
had
been
at
Belle
's
house
.
"
It
is
an
insult
to
you
,
Mrs.
Meade
,
"
he
fumed
.
"
But
everyone
will
know
you
were
n't
there
for
--
for
--
"
"
The
Yankees
wo
n't
know
.
They
'll
have
to
believe
it
if
we
save
our
necks
.
And
they
'll
laugh
.
The
very
thought
that
anyone
will
believe
it
and
laugh
infuriates
me
.
And
it
insults
you
because
--
my
dear
,
I
have
always
been
faithful
to
you
.
"
"
I
know
that
,
"
and
in
the
darkness
Mrs.
Meade
smiled
and
slipped
a
thin
hand
into
the
doctor
's
.
"
But
I
'd
rather
it
were
really
true
than
have
one
hair
of
your
head
in
danger
.
"
"
Mrs.
Meade
,
do
you
know
what
you
are
saying
?
"
cried
the
doctor
,
aghast
at
the
unsuspected
realism
of
his
wife
.
