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Chapter 47

           Therewasthesoundofgreetingandanindistinguishablemurmur.Someneighborcallingtodiscussthefuneralortobringablancmange.Pittywouldlikethat.Shehadtakenanimportantandmelancholypleasureintalkingtothecondolencecallers.

           Shewonderedincuriouslywhoitwasand,whenaman’svoice,resonantanddrawling,roseabovePitty’sfunerealwhispering,sheknew.Gladnessandrelieffloodedher.ItwasRhett.ShehadnotseenhimsincehebrokethenewsofFrank’sdeathtoher,andnowsheknew,deepinherheart,thathewastheonepersonwhocouldhelphertonight.

           "Ithinkshe’llseeme,"Rhett’svoicefloateduptoher.

           "Butsheislyingdownnow,CaptainButler,andwon’tseeanyone.Poorchild,sheisquiteprostrated.She"

           "Ithinkshewillseeme.PleasetellherIamgoingawaytomorrowandmaybegonesometime.It’sveryimportant."

           "But"flutteredAuntPittypat.

           Scarlettranoutintothehall,observingwithsomeastonishmentthatherkneeswerealittleunsteady,andleanedoverthebanisters.

           "I’llbedownterrectly,Rhett,"shecalled.

           ShehadaglimpseofAuntPittypat’splumpupturnedface,hereyesowlishwithsurpriseanddisapproval.Nowit’llbeallovertownthatIconductedmyselfmostimproperlyonthedayofmyhusband’sfuneral,thoughtScarlett,asshehurriedbacktoherroomandbegansmoothingherhair.ShebuttonedherblackbasqueuptothechinandpinneddownthecollarwithPittypat’smourningbrooch.

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