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So
Scarlett
,
unenthusiastic
,
went
off
with
her
child
,
first
to
visit
her
O'Hara
and
Robillard
relatives
in
Savannah
and
then
to
Ellen
's
sisters
,
Pauline
and
Eulalie
,
in
Charleston
.
But
she
was
back
at
Tara
a
month
before
Ellen
expected
her
,
with
no
explanation
of
her
return
.
They
had
been
kind
in
Savannah
,
but
James
and
Andrew
and
their
wives
were
old
and
content
to
sit
quietly
and
talk
of
a
past
in
which
Scarlett
had
no
interest
.
It
was
the
same
with
the
Robillards
,
and
Charleston
was
terrible
,
Scarlett
thought
.
Aunt
Pauline
and
her
husband
,
a
little
old
man
,
with
a
formal
,
brittle
courtesy
and
the
absent
air
of
one
living
in
an
older
age
,
lived
on
a
plantation
on
the
river
,
far
more
isolated
than
Tara
.
Their
nearest
neighbor
was
twenty
miles
away
by
dark
roads
through
still
jungles
of
cypress
swamp
and
oak
.
The
live
oaks
with
their
waving
curtains
of
gray
moss
gave
Scarlett
the
creeps
and
always
brought
to
her
mind
Gerald
's
stories
of
Irish
ghosts
roaming
in
shimmering
gray
mists
.
There
was
nothing
to
do
but
knit
all
day
and
at
night
listen
to
Uncle
Carey
read
aloud
from
the
improving
works
of
Mr.
Bulwer
--
Lytton
.
Eulalie
,
hidden
behind
a
high-walled
garden
in
a
great
house
on
the
Battery
in
Charleston
,
was
no
more
entertaining
.
Scarlett
,
accustomed
to
wide
vistas
of
rolling
red
hills
,
felt
that
she
was
in
prison
.
There
was
more
social
life
here
than
at
Aunt
Pauline
's
,
but
Scarlett
did
not
like
the
people
who
called
,
with
their
airs
and
their
traditions
and
their
emphasis
on
family
.
She
knew
very
well
they
all
thought
she
was
a
child
of
a
mesalliance
and
wondered
how
a
Robillard
ever
married
a
newly
come
Irishman
.
Scarlett
felt
that
Aunt
Eulalie
apologized
for
her
behind
her
back
.
This
aroused
her
temper
,
for
she
cared
no
more
about
family
than
her
father
.
She
was
proud
of
Gerald
and
what
he
had
accomplished
unaided
except
by
his
shrewd
Irish
brain
.
And
the
Charlestonians
took
so
much
upon
themselves
about
Fort
Sumter
!
Good
Heavens
,
did
n't
they
realize
that
if
they
had
n't
been
silly
enough
to
fire
the
shot
that
started
the
war
some
other
fools
would
have
done
it
?
Accustomed
to
the
brisk
voices
of
upland
Georgia
,
the
drawling
flat
voices
of
the
low
country
seemed
affected
to
her
.
She
thought
if
she
ever
again
heard
voices
that
said
"
paams
"
for
"
palms
"
and
"
hoose
"
for
"
house
"
and
"
woo
n't
"
for
"
wo
n't
"
and
"
Maa
and
Paa
"
for
"
Ma
and
Pa
,
"
she
would
scream
.
It
irritated
her
so
much
that
during
one
formal
call
she
aped
Gerald
's
brogue
to
her
aunt
's
distress
.
Then
she
went
back
to
Tara
.
Better
to
be
tormented
with
memories
of
Ashley
than
Charleston
accents
.
Ellen
,
busy
night
and
day
,
doubling
the
productiveness
of
Tara
to
aid
the
Confederacy
,
was
terrified
when
her
eldest
daughter
came
home
from
Charleston
thin
,
white
and
sharp
tongued
.
She
had
known
heartbreak
herself
,
and
night
after
night
she
lay
beside
the
snoring
Gerald
,
trying
to
think
of
some
way
to
lessen
Scarlett
's
distress
.
Charles
'
aunt
,
Miss
Pittypat
Hamilton
,
had
written
her
several
times
,
urging
her
to
permit
Scarlett
to
come
to
Atlanta
for
a
long
visit
,
and
now
for
the
first
time
Ellen
considered
it
seriously
.
She
and
Melanie
were
alone
in
a
big
house
"
and
without
male
protection
,
"
wrote
Miss
Pittypat
,
"
now
that
dear
Charlie
has
gone
.
Of
course
,
there
is
my
brother
Henry
but
he
does
not
make
his
home
with
us
.
But
perhaps
Scarlett
has
told
you
of
Henry
.
Delicacy
forbids
my
putting
more
concerning
him
on
paper
.
Melly
and
I
would
feel
so
much
easier
and
safer
if
Scarlett
were
with
us
.
Three
lonely
women
are
better
than
two
.
And
perhaps
dear
Scarlett
could
find
some
ease
for
her
sorrow
,
as
Melly
is
doing
,
by
nursing
our
brave
boys
in
the
hospitals
here
--
and
,
of
course
,
Melly
and
I
are
longing
to
see
the
dear
baby
...
.
"
So
Scarlett
's
trunk
was
packed
again
with
her
mourning
clothes
and
off
she
went
to
Atlanta
with
Wade
Hampton
and
his
nurse
Prissy
,
a
headful
of
admonitions
as
to
her
conduct
from
Ellen
and
Mammy
and
a
hundred
dollars
in
Confederate
bills
from
Gerald
.
She
did
not
especially
want
to
go
to
Atlanta
.
She
thought
Aunt
Pitty
the
silliest
of
old
ladies
and
the
very
idea
of
living
under
the
same
roof
with
Ashley
's
wife
was
abhorrent
.
But
the
County
with
its
memories
was
impossible
now
,
and
any
change
was
welcome
.
