Унесенные ветром

Chapter 47

           Whyonearthshoulditbeproperforawomantodrinkwineandnotspirits?Mrs.MerriwetherandMrs.Meadehadsniffedherbreathmostobviouslyatthefuneralandshehadseenthetriumphantlooktheyhadexchanged.Theoldcats!

           Shepouredanotherdrink.Itwouldn’tmatterifshedidgetalittletipsytonightforshewasgoingtobedsoonandshecouldgarglecolognebeforeMammycameuptounlaceher.ShewishedshecouldgetascompletelyandthoughtlesslydrunkasGeraldusedtogetonCourtDay.ThenperhapsshecouldforgetFrank’ssunkenfaceaccusingherofruininghislifeandthenkillinghim.

           Shewonderedifeveryoneintownthoughtshehadkilledhim.Certainlythepeopleatthefuneralhadbeencoldtoher.TheonlypeoplewhohadputanywarmthintotheirexpressionsofsympathywerethewivesoftheYankeeofficerswithwhomshedidbusiness.Well,shedidn’tcarewhatthetownsaidabouther.HowunimportantthatseemedbesidewhatshewouldhavetoanswerfortoGod!

           Shetookanotherdrinkatthethought,shudderingasthehotbrandywentdownherthroat.Shefeltverywarmnowbutstillshecouldn’tgetthethoughtofFrankoutofhermind.Whatfoolsmenwerewhentheysaidliquormadepeopleforget!Unlessshedrankherselfintoinsensibility,she’dstillseeFrank’sfaceasithadlookedthelasttimehebeggedhernottodrivealone,timid,reproachful,apologetic.

           TheknockeronthefrontdoorhammeredwithadullsoundthatmadethestillhouseechoandsheheardAuntPitty’swaddlingstepscrossingthehallandthedooropening.

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