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@@@@@We don't have any servants No servants? Good Lord! Everybody has servants, everybody! What kind of place do they live in, a tenement? Scarlett squared her jawThis is Pa's own brother's son, and Uncle James is Pa's own brotherI won't disgrace his memory by being too cowardly to take a cup of tea with them, even if there are rats running across the floor"Pansy," she said, "when we get to the house, you go on inI'll be back directly, you tell them You will walk me home, won't you, Jamie?" She was brave enough to face a rat running across her foot, but she wasn't willing to ruin her reputation for all time by walking alone on the streetLadies just didn't do thatTo Scarlett's relief they walked along the street behind her grandfather's house, not by the square in front of it where her aunts liked to promenade under the trees for their "constitutionals Pansy went willingly through the gate into the garden, already yawning anticipation of going back to sleep Scarlett tried not to look anxiousn She'd heard Jerome complaining to her aunts about the deterioration of the neighborhoodOnly a few blocks to the east the fine old homes had degenerated into ramshackle boardinghouses for the sailors who manned the ships in and out of Savannah's busy portAnd for the waves of immigrants who arrived on some of the shipsMost of them, according to the snobbish, elegant old black man, were unwashed IrishJames escorted her straight ahead, and she sighed silently with 345 reliefThen, very soon, he turned onto the handsome, well-kept avenue called South Broad and announced, "Here we are," in front of a tall, substantial brick house"How nice!" Scarlett said, with all her heartIt was almost the last thing she got to say for some timeInstead of climbing the stairs to the big door on the high stoop, Jamie opened a smaller door at street level and ushered her into the kitchen and an overwhelming onslaught of people, all of them redheaded and all of them noisily welcoming when he shouted out above the hubbub of greetings, "This is Scarlett, my uncle Gerald O'Hara's beautiful daughter come all the way from Atlanta to see Uncle James There are so many of them, Scarlett thought when they rushed toward herJamie's laughter when the youngest girl and a little boy grabbed him around the knees made it impossible to understand what he was sayingThen a large stout woman, with hair redder than any of them, held out a roughened hand to Scarlett "Welcome to the house," she said placidly"I'm Jamie's wife, Maureen Pay no attention to these savages; come sit by the fire and have a cup of tea

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