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Chapter 8

           "HernameBelleWatling,"saidUnclePeter,hislowerlipbeginningtoprotrude.

           Scarlettwasquicktocatchthefactthathehadnotprecededthenamewith"Miss"or"Mrs."

           "Whoisshe?"

           "MissScarlett,"saidPeterdarkly,layingthewhiponthestartledhorse,"MissPittyain’gwineterlakityouastin’questionsdatain’noneofyo’bizness.Dey’sapasselofno-countfolksindistownnowdatitain’nousetalkin’about."

           "GoodHeavens!"thoughtScarlett,reprovedintosilence."Thatmustbeabadwoman!"

           Shehadneverseenabadwomanbeforeandshetwistedherheadandstaredafterheruntilshewaslostinthecrowd.

           Thestoresandthenewwarbuildingswerefartherapartnow,withvacantlotsbetween.Finallythebusinesssectionfellbehindandtheresidencescameintoview.Scarlettpickedthemoutasoldfriends,theLeydenhouse,dignifiedandstately;theBonnells’,withlittlewhitecolumnsandgreenblinds;theclose-lippedred-brickGeorgianhomeoftheMcLurefamily,behinditslowboxhedges.Theirprogresswasslowernow,forfromporchesandgardensandsidewalksladiescalledtoher.Somesheknewslightly,othersshevaguelyremembered,butmostofthemsheknewnotatall.Pittypathadcertainlybroadcastherarrival.LittleWadehadtobehelduptimeandagain,sothatladieswhoventuredasfarthroughtheoozeastheircarriageblockscouldexclaimoverhim.Theyallcriedtoherthatshemustjointheirknittingandsewingcirclesandtheirhospitalcommittees,andnooneelse’s,andshepromisedrecklesslytorightandleft.

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