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Chapter 4

           Thentherewasanexcitedbabbleofnegrovoicesinthedarknessoftheyardandhigh-pitchednegrolaughter.Lookingoutthewindow,ScarlettsawPork,whohadlefttheroomamomentbefore,holdinghighaflaringpineknot,whileindistinguishablefiguresdescendedfromawagon.Thelaughterandtalkingroseandfellinthedarknightair,pleasant,homely,carefreesounds,gutturallysoft,musicallyshrill.Thenfeetshuffleduptheback-porchstairsandintothepassagewayleadingtothemainhouse,stoppinginthehalljustoutsidethediningroom.Therewasabriefintervalofwhispering,andPorkentered,hisusualdignitygone,hiseyesrollingandhisteetha-gleam.

           "Mist’Gerald,"heannounced,breathinghard,theprideofabridegroomalloverhisshiningface,"you’new‘omandonecome."

           "Newwoman?Ididn’tbuyanynewwoman,"declaredGerald,pretendingtoglare.

           "Yassah,youdid,Mist’Gerald!Yassah!An’sheouthyahnowwantingterspeakwidyou,"answeredPork,gigglingandtwistinghishandsinexcitement.

           "Well,bringinthebride,"saidGerald,andPork,turning,beckonedintothehalltohiswife,newlyarrivedfromtheWilkesplantationtobecomepartofthehouseholdofTara.Sheentered,andbehindher,almosthiddenbyhervoluminouscalicoskirts,camehertwelve-year-olddaughter,squirmingagainsthermother’slegs.

           Dilceywastallandboreherselferectly.Shemighthavebeenanyagefromthirtytosixty,sounlinedwasherimmobilebronzeface.Indianbloodwasplaininherfeatures,overbalancingthenegroidcharacteristics.

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