SCARL |
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How are they all over atTwelve Oaks? |
GERLD |
The Wilkeses? Oh, in the stew you'd expect with the barbecue tomorrow and talking nothing but war... |
SCARL |
Oh, bother the war!
Was there -was there anyone else there? |
GERLD |
Oh, their cousin Melanie Hamilton from Atlanta, and her brother Charles. |
SCARL |
Melanie Hamilton! She's a pale-faced, mealy- mouthed ninny and I hate her! |
GERLD |
Ashley Wilkes doesn't think so. |
SCARL |
Ashley Wilkes couldn't like anyone like her! |
GERLD |
What's your insterest in Ashley and Miss Melanie? |
SCARL |
It's- it's nothing. Let's go into the house, Pa. |
GERLD |
Has he been trifling with you?
Has he asked you to marry him? |
SCARL |
No. |
GERLD |
No, nor will he! I had it in strictest confidence from John Wilkes this
afternoon, Ashley is going to marry Miss Melanie. It'll be announced tomorrow
night at the ball. |
SCARL |
Idon't believe it! |