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Chapter 39

           "Scotch–Irish!"

           "Well,maybethat’strue.Idon’tknowthem.Anyway,thegovernmentgavethem,wellIforgethowmanythousanddollars.Arightsmartsumitwas,though.ThatstartedSuellen.Shethoughtaboutitallweekanddidn’tsaynothin’tousbecausesheknewwe’djustlaugh.ButshejusthadtotalktosomebodysoshewentovertoMissCathleen’sandthatdamnedwhitetrash,Hilton,gaveherapasselofnewideas.Hepointedoutthatyourpawarn’tevenborninthiscountry,thathehadn’tfoughtinthewarandhadn’thadnosonstofight,andhadn’tneverheldnoofficeundertheConfederacy.HesaidtheycouldstrainapointaboutMr.O’Harabein’aloyalUnionsympathizer.Hefilledherupwithsuchtruckandshecomehomeandbegunworkin’onMr.O’Hara.Scarlett,Ibetmylifeyourpadidn’tevenknowhalfthetimewhatshewastalkin’about.Thatwaswhatshewascountin’on,thathewouldtaketheIronCladoathandnotevenknowit."

           "PataketheIronCladoath!"criedScarlett.

           "Well,he’dgottenrightfeebleinhismindtheselastmonthsandIguessshewascountin’onthat.Mindyou,noneofussuspicionednothin’aboutit.Weknewshewascookin’upsomethin’,butwedidn’tknowshewasusin’yourdeadmatoreproachhimforhisdaughtersbein’inragswhenhecouldgetahundredandfiftythousanddollarsoutoftheYankees."

           "Onehundredandfiftythousanddollars,"murmuredScarlett,herhorrorattheoathfading.

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