It's the O'Hara in you, a horse will always...
It's the
O'Hara in you, a horse will always recognize an Irishman and give his
best for himTara's woods smelled sharp, just like
these, pine prickling in my noseAnd the birds singing and the
rustling leaves underfoot and the peace of it allI wonder how many
acres Rhett's got? I'll find out from RosemaryShe probably knows
right down to the square inchI hope this Miss Ashley isn't the
dragon Rhett makes her out to beWhat was it Rhett said? She looks
like she drinks vinegarHe is funny when he's nastylong as it's not
about me"Scarlett! Catch up, we're almost there
Rosemary's call came from aheadScarlett flicked the neck of her
horse with her crop and it walked marginally fasterRhett and
Rosemary
were already out of the wood when she reached themAt first all she
could chanel classic jumbo flap bag see was Rhett, sharp-edged clear in the bright sunlightHow
handsome he is, and how well he sits his horse, not a sluggish old
thing
like mine, but a real horse with plenty of fire to himLook at the
way the horse's muscles are twitching under hisskin, yet he's still as
a statue, just from the grip of Rhett's knees and his hands on the
reinsRosemary gestured, catching Scarlett's eye, directing it
to the scene ahead, and Scarlett caught her breathShe had never
cared about architecture, never noticed itEven the magnificent
houses that made Charleston's Battery world-famous were to her just
houses
However there was something about the severe beauty of Julia
Ashley's
house at Ashley Barony that she recognized as different from anything
she'd ever known and grand in a mulberry bags china way she couldn't defineIt sat
isolated in broad stretches of grass unadorned with garden, distant
from the ancient huge live oak trees that were wide-spaced sentinels
at
the perimeter of the lawnSquare, made of brick with white-framed
door and windows, the house was-"special," Scarlett whisperedNo
wonder that it alone of all the plantations on the river had been
spared the torches of Sherman's ArmyEven the Yankees wouldn't
dare
insult the mighty presence before her eyesThere was a sound of
laughter, followed by singingScarlett turned her headThe house
awed and intimidated herFar to her left she saw expanses of strong
insistent green completely different from the familiar deep rich color
of the grassDozens of black men and women were working and
singing
in the imitation louis vuitton bucket bag strange green
Why, they're field hands, tending the crop of whatever it isSo many
of them, tooHer mind flew to the cotton fields at Tara that had once
stretched as far as she could see, just as this strident green flowed
without bounds along the riverOh, yes, Rosemary's rightThis is a
real plantation, like a plantation's meant to be
Nothing was burned, nothing was changed, nothing would ever
change
Time itself respected the majesty of Ashley Barony"It's good of
you to meet with me, Miss Ashley," said RhettHe bowed over the
hand
Julia Ashley held out to him; the back of his ungloved hand supported
it
respectfully, and his lips stopped the prescribed inch above it, for no
gentleman would commit the impertinence of actually kissing the hand
of
a maiden lady, no matter how black chanel tote advanced her years"It's useful to us
both, Mr
"You're miserably ill-groomed as usual, Rosemary, but I'm glad to see
youIntroduce your sister-in-law My grief, she really is a dragon,
Scarlett thought nervouslyI wonder if she expects me to curtsey?
"This is Scarlett, Miss Julia," Rosemary said, smiling
She didn't seem at all upset by the older woman's criticism Scarlett was sure that Julia Ashley didn't care
to know how she did at all"How do you do," she replied in kindShe
inclined her head in a slight bow, the degree of inclination an exact
replica of Miss Ashley's frigid politeness
Who did this old woman think she was anyhow? "There is a tea tray in
the drawing room," Julia said"You may pour out for MrsRing if you need more hot waterWe'll do our business in
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