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Butler, and take tea afterwards "Oh, Miss Julia, can't I listen while you and Rhett talk?" Rosemary begged"No, Rosemary, you may not And that's the end of that, I guess, Scarlett said to herselfJulia Ashley was walking away with Rhett obediently following behind"Come on, Scarlett, the drawing room's through here Rosemary opened a tall door and gestured to ScarlettThe room she entered was a surprise to ScarlettThere was none of the coldness of its owner about it and nothing intimidating It was very large, bigger than Minnie Wentworth's ballroomBut the floor was covered with an old Persian rug with a background of faded red, and the draperies at the tall windows were a warm soft rose color A bright fire crackled in the wide fireplace; sunlight poured through the sparkling window panes onto the brightly polished silver tea service, onto the gold and blue and rose velvet upholstery on chloe white broad, comfortable settees and winged chairsAnd an enormous yellow tabby cat was sleeping on the hearthScarlett shook her head slightly in wonderIt was difficult to believe that this cheerful, welcoming room had any connection with the stiff-backed woman in the black dress she had met outside its doorShe sat next to Rosemary on a settee"Tell me about Miss Ashley," she said, avid with curiosity"Miss Julia's wonderful"She runs Ashley Barony herseli; she says she's never had an overseer that didn't need overseeing And she has practically as many rice fields as there were before the WarShe could mine phosphate like Rhett, but she won't have anything to do with itPlantations are for planting, she says, not for"-Rosemary's voice dropped to a shocked, pleased whisper-" 'raping the land to get what's underneath She keeps it all the way it was There's sugar cane and a press to make her own molasses, and a blacksmith to gucci fashion shoe the mules and make wheels for the carts, and a cooper to make barrels for the rice and molasses, and a carpenter for fixing things, a tanner to make harnessShe takes her rice into town for milling and she buys flour and coffee and tea, but everything else comes from the placeShe's got cows and sheep and fowl and pigs and a dairy room and spring house and smoke house and storerooms full of canned vegetables and shelled corn and preserved fruit from the summer cropsShe makes her own wine, tooRhett claims she's even got a still out in the pine woods she gets her turpentine from "Does she still have slaves?" Scarlett's words were sharply sarcasticThe days of the great plantations were over and there was no bringing them back"Oh, Scarlett, you sound just like Rhett sometimesI'd like to shake both of youMiss Julia pays wages just like everybody elseBut she makes the plantation earn enough to miu miu black handbag pay themI'm going to do the same thing at the Landing if I ever get the chanceI think it's horrible that Rhett won't even try Rosemary began to clatter cups and saucers on the tea tray"I can't remember, do you take milk or lemon, Scarlett?" "What? Oh-milk, please Scarlett had no interest in teaShe was reliving the fantasy she'd had before, of Tara brought back to life, with its fields studded with white cotton for as far as the eye could see and its barns full and the house just the way it had been when her mother was aliveYes, there was some of the long-forgotten scent of lemon oil in this room and brass polish and floor waxIt was faint, but she was sure she could smell it, in spite of the sharp resinous tang of the pine logs in the fireHer hand automatically accepted the cup of tea that Rosemary offered and held it, letting it cool while she daydreamedWhy not make Tara what it had been? If that tiffany's bean necklace old lady can run this plantation, I can run TaraWill doesn't know what Tara is, not the real Tara, the best plantation in Clayton County "A two-mule farm," he calls it nowNo, by all the saints, Tara's much much more than that! I could do it, too, I'll bet! Didn't Pa say a hundred times that I was a true O'Hara? Then I can do what he did, make Tara into what he made itI know how to keep books, how to squeeze out a profit where nobody else sees the possibilitiesWhy, practically all the places around Tara have gone back to scrub pineI'll bet I could buy land for next to nothing! Her mind leapt from one picture to another-rich fields, fat cattle; her old bedroom with crisp white curtains billowing into the room on a jasmine-scented spring breeze; riding through the woods -cleared of underbrush-miles of chestnut-rail fence outlining her land, stretching farther and farther into the red-earth omega seamaster titanium watch countrysi