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Chapter 63

           Shecouldseethewhitehousegleamingwelcometoherthroughthereddeningautumnleaves,feelthequiethushofthecountrytwilightcomingdownoverherlikeabenediction,feelthedewsfallingontheacresofgreenbushesstarredwithfleecywhite,seetherawcoloroftheredearthandthedismaldarkbeautyofthepinesontherollinghills.

           Shefeltvaguelycomforted,strengthenedbythepicture,andsomeofherhurtandfranticregretwaspushedfromthetopofhermind.Shestoodforamomentrememberingsmallthings,theavenueofdarkcedarsleadingtoTara,thebanksofcapejessaminebushes,vividgreenagainstthewhitewalls,theflutteringwhitecurtains.AndMammywouldbethere.SuddenlyshewantedMammydesperately,asshehadwantedherwhenshewasalittlegirl,wantedthebroadbosomonwhichtolayherhead,thegnarledblackhandonherhair.Mammy,thelastlinkwiththeolddays.

           Withthespiritofherpeoplewhowouldnotknowdefeat,evenwhenitstaredthemintheface,sheraisedherchin.ShecouldgetRhettback.Sheknewshecould.Therehadneverbeenamanshecouldn’tget,onceshesetherminduponhim.

           "I’llthinkofitalltomorrow,atTara.Icanstanditthen.Tomorrow,I’llthinkofsomewaytogethimback.Afterall,tomorrowisanotherday."

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