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"Over Grandfather?"
"He was an incredibly dashing manSo handsome, with that
wonderful
straight bearing that soldiers haveAnd a French accent, of course
When he said 'good morning' he sounded like a hero from an opera
Dozens of women were in love with himI heard my father say one
time
that Pierre Robillard was solely responsible for the roof on the
Huguenot churchHe'd come up from Savannah once in a while for
the
services because they're in FrenchThe church walls would practically
bulge with a congregation full of women, and the collection plate was
filled to overflowing Eleanor smiled reminiscently"Come to think
of it, my Aunt Alice eventually married a professor of French
Literature at HarvardSo all the language practicing she must have
done came in handy after all Scarlett refused to let MrsButler be
sidetracked"Never mind that, tell me more about GrandfatherI asked you about her once, but you just brushed
it
off Eleanor shook her head"I don't know how to describe your
grandmotherShe wasn't like anybody else in the world
"Was she very beautiful?"
"Yes-and noThat's the problem with talking about her, she was
always
changingThey have a saying, the French,
that
no woman can be truly beautiful who is not also sometimes truly ugly
They're such a subtle people, and so wise, and so impossible for an
Anglo-Saxon to understand Scarlett couldn't understand what Miss
Eleanor was trying to say"There's a portrait of her at Tara and she
looks beautiful," she said stubbornly
