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Chapter 59

           And,asshethoughtofGerald,thememoryforwhichshehadbeenfumblingcametoherswiftly,camewiththeheartstoppingclarityofsummerlightning,throwing,foraninstant,awholecountrysideintounnaturalbrightness.ShecouldhearanIrishvoicesinging,hearthehardrapidpoundingofhoovescomingupthepasturehillatTara,heararecklessvoice,solikethevoiceofherchild:"Ellen!Watchmetakethisone!"

           "No!"shecried."No!Oh,Bonnie,stop!"

           Evenassheleanedfromthewindowtherewasafearfulsoundofsplinteringwood,ahoarsecryfromRhett,ameleeofbluevelvetandflyinghoovesontheground.ThenMr.Butlerscrambledtohisfeetandtrottedoffwithanemptysaddle.

           OnthethirdnightafterBonnie’sdeath,MammywaddledslowlyupthekitchenstepsofMelanie’shouse.Shewasdressedinblackfromherhugemen’sshoes,slashedtopermitfreedomforhertoes,toherblackheadrag.Herblurredoldeyeswerebloodshotandredrimmed,andmiserycriedoutineverylineofhermountainousfigure.Herfacewaspuckeredinthesadbewildermentofanoldapebuttherewasdeterminationinherjaw.

           ShespokeafewsoftwordstoDilceywhonoddedkindly,asthoughanunspokenarmisticeexistedintheiroldfeud.Dilceyputdownthesupperdishesshewasholdingandwentquietlythroughthepantrytowardthediningroom.InaminuteMelaniewasinthekitchen,hertablenapkininherhand,anxietyinherface.

           "MissScarletisn’t"

           "MissScarlettbearin’up,sameasallus,"saidMammyheavily.

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