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"
Get
out
.
"
"
Do
n't
worry
.
I
'm
going
.
And
I
promise
I
'll
never
bother
you
again
.
That
's
final
.
And
I
just
thought
I
'd
tell
you
that
if
my
infamous
conduct
was
too
much
for
you
to
bear
,
I
'll
let
you
have
a
divorce
.
Just
give
me
Bonnie
and
I
wo
n't
contest
it
.
"
"
I
would
not
think
of
disgracing
the
family
with
a
divorce
.
"
"
You
'd
disgrace
it
quick
enough
if
Miss
Melly
was
dead
,
would
n't
you
?
It
makes
my
head
spin
to
think
how
quickly
you
'd
divorce
me
.
"
"
Will
you
go
?
"
"
Yes
,
I
'm
going
.
That
's
what
I
came
home
to
tell
you
.
I
'm
going
to
Charleston
and
New
Orleans
and
--
oh
,
well
,
a
very
extended
trip
.
I
'm
leaving
today
.
"
"
Oh
!
"
"
And
I
'm
taking
Bonnie
with
me
.
Get
that
foolish
Prissy
to
pack
her
little
duds
.
I
'll
take
Prissy
too
.
"
"
You
'll
never
take
my
child
out
of
this
house
.
"
"
My
child
too
,
Mrs.
Butler
.
Surely
you
do
not
mind
me
taking
her
to
Charleston
to
see
her
grandmother
?
"
