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@@@@@What a
peculiar turnout of peopleMiss
@@@@@What a
peculiar turnout of peopleMiss Eleanor's committee sure is different
from the bunches of old cats who run everything in AtlantaWhere did
they find that monkey-woman driver? And who could the man be?
Men
didn't bake cakes for charityHe looked rather handsome, too
Scarlett paused to smooth her windblown hair at a mirror"You look a
bit shaken, Emma," Mrs
She and the stout woman touched cheeks, one side then the other
"Have a restful cup of tea, but first let me present Rhett's wife,
Scarlett
"It'll take more than a cup of tea to repair my nerves after that
little ride, Eleanor," said the womanShe held out her hand"How do
you do, Scarlett? I'm Emma Anson, or rather what remains of Emma
Anson Eleanor embraced the younger woman and led her to
Scarlett
"This is Margaret, dear, Ross's wifeMargaret, meet Scarlett
Margaret Butler was a pale, fair-haired young woman with beautiful
sapphire-blue eyes that dominated her thin colorless faceWhen she
smiled, a network of deep, premature lines bracketed them"I'm
delighted to know you at last," she saidShe took Scarlett's hands in
hers and kissed her cheek"I always wanted a sister, and a
sister-in-law is practically the same thingI hope you and Rhett will
come to us for supper sometime soonRoss will be longing to meet
you,
too> "I'd love to, Margaret, and I'm sure Rhett would, too," said
ScarlettShe smiled, hoping she was telling the truthWho could say
whether Rhett would escort her to his brother's house or anyplace
else?
But it was going to be mighty hard for him to say no to his own
family
Miss Eleanor and now Margaret were on her side |