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After all, he's HER husband, ain't he? Will asked calmly and, looking down at him in a confusion of joy and impotent fury, Scarlett saw in the quiet depths of his eyes understandin ...

He did not relax his grip.

Turn me loose, you fool! Turn me loose! It's Ashley!

Don't spoil it, he said quietly.

With rapture, Scarlett took two running steps forward but was checked when Will's hand closed upon her skirt.

Her heart leaped and stopped and then began racing, as Melly with incoherent cries threw herself into the dirty soldier's arms and his head bent down toward hers.

She reeled back against an upright of the porch as the man lifted a face covered with a dirty blond beard and stopped still, looking toward the house as if he was too weary to take ...

Then, Scarlett knew the truth, with the impact of a blow.

Down the graveled path she flew, skimming lightly as a bird, her faded skirts streaming behind her, her arms outstretched.

But, in an instant, Melanie threw off her hand and was down the steps.

She's going to faint, thought Scarlett, leaping to her feet and catching her arm.

Her face went whiter and her brown eyes dilated enormously.

Melanie's thin hand was at her throat, clutching it as if it was torn with pain, and Scarlett could see the veins beneath the white skin throbbing swiftly.

She stopped so suddenly that Scarlett turned to look at her.

I'd better tell Dilcey to set an extra plate, she said, and warn Mammy not to get the poor thing's clothes off his back too abruptly and��

He'll be hungry, said Will briefly.

I hope this one isn't very hungry.

I thought we were about through with soldiers, she said.

Scarlett followed his gaze and saw a familiar sight, a bearded man coming slowly up the avenue under the cedars, a man clad in a ragged mixture of blue and gray uniforms, head bowe ...

Another soldier.

More company, he said, squinting in the sun.

Will, who had been enticing little Beau across the blanket with the bill during this argument, looked up and, shading his eyes, glanced down the driveway.

I hope when Wade grows up I'll have plenty of greenbacks to give him instead of Confederate trash.

Oh, Melly, don't be sentimental! Paper is paper and we've got little enough of it and I'm tired of hearing Mammy grumble about the cracks in the attic.

It's more than paper��just like this poem said: 'The pledge of a nation that's passed away!'

Scarlett, you mustn't give the money to Mammy to paste in the attic.

Oh, how beautiful! How touching! cried Melanie.

Show it to those who will lend an ear To the tale this trifle will tell Of Liberty, born of patriots' dream, Of a storm-cradled nation that fell.

Representing nothing on God's earth now And naught in the waters below it�� As the pledge of nation that's passed away Keep it, dear friend, and show it.

The name is 'Lines on the Back of a Confederate Note,' he said.

Will cleared his throat and read slowly and with difficulty.

On its back was pasted a strip of coarse brown wrapping paper, inscribed in pale homemade ink.

He turned the bill over.

I know Miss Scarlett ain't much on poems but I thought this might interest her.

It's a poem, pasted on the back of this bill.

Well, I don't know nothin' about imperious Caesar, said Will, patiently, but what I've got is in line with what you've just said about Wade, Miss Melly.

He'll be proud of it some day.

Keep it for Wade.

Don't do that, Scarlett.

'Imperious Caesar, dead and turned to clay,' said Melanie with a sad smile.

Then it'll be good for something.

And I think I'll do it.

We've got three thousand dollars of it in Pa's trunk this minute, and Mammy's after me to let her paste it over the holes in the attic walls so the draft won't get her.

If you think Confederate money is cute, Will, I certainly don't, said Scarlett shortly, for the very sight of Confederate money made her mad.

From it, he drew a Confederate bill.

He fumbled in his back pants pocket and brought out the wallet of calico, stiffened with bark, which Carreen had made him.