But, Melanie, you don't realize what she's done. She's gone and married
my Mr. Kennedy! He's my beau and she's gone and married him!
She did it to save Tara. You must understand that, Suellen.
I hate Tara! And I hate Scarlett! She's the only thing I hate worse than Tara!
It's all my fault. I should have committed highway robbery to get that
tax money for you!
I couldn't let you do anything like that! And well, anyway, it's done now.
Yes, it's done now. You wouldn't have let me do anything dishonorable.
Yet you'd sell yourself in marriage to a man you didn't love. Well, at
least you won't have to worry about my helplessness anymore.
What do you mean?
I'm going to New York. I've arranged to get a position in a bank there.
But you can't do that! I-I counted on you to help me start a lumber business,
Ashley, and, and, well, I counted on you!
Oh, Scarlett, I wouldn't be any good to you. I don't know anything about
the lumber business.
You know as much as you do about banking and-and I'd give you half the
That's generous of you, Scarlett. But it isn't that. If I go to Atlanta
and take help from you again, I bury forever any hope of standing alone.
Oh, is that all? Well, you could gradually buy the business, and then it
would be your own, and then...