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Chapter 63

           "Butyouhatethem!I’veheardyoulaughatthemsooftenand—"

           Heshrugged.

           "Istilllaugh—butI’vereachedtheendofroaming,Scarlett.I’mforty-five—theagewhenamanbeginstovaluesomeofthethingshe’sthrownawaysolightlyinyouth,theclannishnessoffamilies,honorandsecurity,rootsthatgodeep—Oh,no!I’mnotrecanting,I’mnotregrettinganythingI’veeverdone.I’vehadahellofagoodtime—suchahellofagoodtimethatit’sbeguntopallandnowIwantsomethingdifferent.No,Ineverintendtochangemorethanmyspots.ButIwanttheoutersemblanceofthethingsIusedtoknow,theutterboredomofrespectability—otherpeople’srespectability,mypet,notmyown—thecalmdignitylifecanhavewhenit’slivedbygentlefolks,thegenialgraceofdaysthataregone.WhenIlivedthosedaysIdidn’trealizetheslowcharmofthem—"

           AgainScarlettwasbackinthewindyorchardofTaraandtherewasthesamelookinRhett’seyesthathadbeeninAshley’seyesthatday.Ashley’swordswereasclearinherearsasthoughheandnotRhettwerespeaking.Fragmentsofwordscamebacktoherandshequotedparrot-like:"Aglamortoit—aperfection,asymmetrylikeGrecianart."

           Rhettsaidsharply:"Whydidyousaythat?That’swhatImeant."

           "Itwassomethingthat—thatAshleysaidonce,abouttheolddays."

           Heshruggedandthelightwentoutofhiseyes.

           "AlwaysAshley,"hesaidandwassilentforamoment.

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