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Chapter 63

           "Scarlett,whenyouareforty-five,perhapsyouwillknowwhatI’mtalkingaboutandthenperhapsyou,too,willbetiredofimitationgentryandshoddymannersandcheapemotions.ButIdoubtit.Ithinkyou’llalwaysbemoreattractedbyglisterthanbygold.Anyway,Ican’twaitthatlongtosee.AndIhavenodesiretowait.Itjustdoesn’tinterestme.I’mgoingtohuntinoldtownsandoldcountrieswheresomeoftheoldtimesmuststilllinger.I’mthatsentimental.Atlanta’stoorawforme,toonew."

           "Stop,"shesaidsuddenly.Shehadhardlyheardanythinghehadsaid.Certainlyhermindhadnottakenitin.Butsheknewshecouldnolongerendurewithanyfortitudethesoundofhisvoicewhentherewasnoloveinit.

           Hepausedandlookedatherquizzically.

           "Well,yougetmymeaning,don’tyou?"hequestioned,risingtohisfeet.

           Shethrewoutherhandstohim,palmsup,intheage-oldgestureofappealandherheart,again,wasinherface.

           "No,"shecried."AllIknowisthatyoudonotlovemeandyouaregoingaway!Oh,mydarling,ifyougo,whatshallIdo?"

           Foramomenthehesitatedasifdebatingwhetherakindliewerekinderinthelongrunthanthetruth.Thenheshrugged.

           "Scarlett,Iwasneveronetopatientlypickupbrokenfragmentsandgluethemtogetherandtellmyselfthatthemendedwholewasasgoodasnew.WhatisbrokenisbrokenandI’dratherrememberitasitwasatitsbestthanmenditandseethebrokenplacesaslongasIlived.Perhaps,ifIwereyounger—"hesighed.

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