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She
had
gone
back
to
Tara
once
in
fear
and
defeat
and
she
had
emerged
from
its
sheltering
walls
strong
and
armed
for
victory
.
What
she
had
done
once
,
somehow
--
please
God
,
she
could
do
again
!
How
,
she
did
not
know
.
She
did
not
want
to
think
of
that
now
.
All
she
wanted
was
a
breathing
space
in
which
to
hurt
,
a
quiet
place
to
lick
her
wounds
,
a
haven
in
which
to
plan
her
campaign
.
She
thought
of
Tara
and
it
was
as
if
a
gentle
cool
hand
were
stealing
over
her
heart
She
could
see
the
white
house
gleaming
welcome
to
her
through
the
reddening
autumn
leaves
,
feel
the
quiet
hush
of
the
country
twilight
coming
down
over
her
like
a
benediction
,
feel
the
dews
falling
on
the
acres
of
green
bushes
starred
with
fleecy
white
,
see
the
raw
color
of
the
red
earth
and
the
dismal
dark
beauty
of
the
pines
on
the
rolling
hills
.
She
felt
vaguely
comforted
,
strengthened
by
the
picture
,
and
some
of
her
hurt
and
frantic
regret
was
pushed
from
the
top
of
her
mind
.
She
stood
for
a
moment
remembering
small
things
,
the
avenue
of
dark
cedars
leading
to
Tara
,
the
banks
of
cape
jessamine
bushes
,
vivid
green
against
the
white
walls
,
the
fluttering
white
curtains
.
And
Mammy
would
be
there
.
Suddenly
she
wanted
Mammy
desperately
,
as
she
had
wanted
her
when
she
was
a
little
girl
,
wanted
the
broad
bosom
on
which
to
lay
her
head
,
the
gnarled
black
hand
on
her
hair
.
Mammy
,
the
last
link
with
the
old
days
.
With
the
spirit
of
her
people
who
would
not
know
defeat
,
even
when
it
stared
them
in
the
face
,
she
raised
her
chin
.
She
could
get
Rhett
back
.
She
knew
she
could
.
There
had
never
been
a
man
she
could
n't
get
,
once
she
set
her
mind
upon
him
.
"
I
'll
think
of
it
all
tomorrow
,
at
Tara
.
I
can
stand
it
then
.
Tomorrow
,
I
'll
think
of
some
way
to
get
him
back
.
After
all
,
tomorrow
is
another
day
.
"