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How could people not want that beautiful clean lumber? She inhaled deeply Fresh-cut pine was the sweetest perfume in the world to herOh, how she missed the lumber business, she would never understand how she'd let Rhett trick her into selling it to AshleyIf she was still running it, this would never have happenedShe would have sold the lumber somehow to someonePanic touched the edge of her mind and she pushed it awayThings were awful all around, but she mustn't fuss at Ashley She wanted him to help her"The yard looks wonderful!" she said brightly"You must have the sawmill running day and night to keep such a good stock up, AshleyHe looked up from the account books on his desk and chanel logo earrings Scarlett knew that all the cheerfulness in the world would be wasted on himHe looked no better than when she'd given him the talking-toHe stood, tried to smileHis ingrained courtesy was stronger than hisexhaustion, but his despair was greater than bothI can't tell him anything about India, Scarlett thought, or about the business eitherHe's got all he can bear just making himself draw the next breathIt's like there's nothing holding him together but hisclothes"Scarlett, dear, how kind of you to stop byWon't you sit down?" "Kind," is it? God's nightgown! Ashley sounds like a wind-up music box of polite things to sayHe sounds like he doesn't know what's coming out of his mouth, and I reckon gucci new bag that's closer to the truthWhy should he care that I'm chancing whatever's left of my reputation by coming here without a chaperone? He doesn't care anything about himself-any fool could see that-why should he care anything about me? I can't sit down and make polite conversation, I can't stand it"Thank you, Ashley," she said, and sat on the chair he was holdingShe would force herself to stay for fifteen minutes and make empty, lively remarks about the weather, tell amusing stories about what a good time she'd had at TaraShe couldn't tell him about Mammy, it would upset him too muchTony coming home, though, that was differentScarlett started to speak"I've been down to Tara-" "Why did men's gucci wallet you stop me, Scarlett?" said AshleyHis voice was flat, lifeless, devoid of real questioning Scarlett couldn't think what to say "Why did you stop me?" he asked again, and this time there was emotion in the words, anger, betrayal, pain"I wanted to be in the grave Any grave, not just Melanie'sIt's the only thing I'm fit for No, don't say whatever you were going to say, Scarlett I've been comforted and boosted up by so many well-meaning people that I've heard it all a hundred times overI expect better of you than the usual platitudesI'll be grateful if you'll say what you must be thinking, that I'm letting the lumber business dieYour lumber business that you invested all your heart inI'm a chloe dior miserable failure, ScarlettThe whole world knows itWhy do we all have to act as though it isn't so? Blame me, why don't you?You can't possibly find any words harsher than those I say to myself, you can't 'hurt my feelings God, how I hate that phrase! As if I had any feelings left to hurtAs if I could feel anything at all Ashley shook his head with slow, heavy swings from side to sideHe was like a mortally wounded animal brought down by a pack of predatorsFrom his throat burst one tearing sob, and he turned away"Forgive me, Scarlett, I beg of youI had no right to burden you with my troublesNow I have the shame of this outburst to add to my other shamesBe merciful, my dear, and leave louis vuitton purses m