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@@@@@Come through to the entrance door, ScarlettShe escorted Scarlett onto the top of the steps that led down to the freshly gravelled drive "My grief," Scarlett said weaklyTwo long rows of uniformed servants were facing herFitzpatrick stood slightly in front of the cook, four kitchen maids, two parlor maids, four upstairs maids, three dairymaids, the head laundress, and three laundry maids To her left she saw a haughty-looking man who could only be a butler, eight footmen, two nervous-footed boys, the stableman she knew and six grooms, and five men she guessed were gardeners by their earthstained hands "I believe I need to sit down," she whispered"First you smile and welcome them to Ballyhara," Charlotte saidHer tone would permit no remonstranceScarlett did as she was toldBack inside the house-which had now become an establishment-Scarlett began to giggle "They're all better dressed than I am," she saidShe looked at Charlotte Montague's expressionless face"You're about to bust out laughing, Charlotte, you can't fool meFitz must have had a high old time planning this "We did rather," Charlotte admittedA smile was the nearest thing to "bust out laughing" that Scarlett could get from herScarlett invited all the people from Ballyhara and Adamstown to come up to see the revived Big HouseThe long dining room table was spread with refreshments, and she darted from room to room, urging everyone to help themselves, dragging them to see the High KingsCharlotte Montague stood quietly to one side of the big staircase, quietly disapproving Scarlett ignored herShe tried to ignore the discomfort and embarrassment of her cousins and villagers, but within a half hour of their arrival, she was close to tears"It goes against tradition, MrsO," Rosaleen Fitzpatrick murmured to her, "it's naught to do with youNo farmer's boot has ever crossed the threshold of a Big House in Ire