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@@@@@ "Why don't you send it back to the kitchen, then? Tell them to bring what you want and make sure it's hotKitchens are women's business Scarlett put her hands on her hipsShe looked at her grandfather with eyes as steely as his "Do you mean to tell me that you got me out of bed to send a message to your cook? What do you take me for, some kind of servant? Order your own breakfast or starve, it , s all the same to meI'm going back to bed Scarlett turned with a flounce "That bed belongs to me, young woman, and you occupy it by 3:i3 my grace and favorI expect you to obey my orders as long as you're under my roof She was in a fine rage now, all hope of sleep gone I'll pack my things this minute, she thoughtI don't have to put up with thisThe seductive aroma of fresh coffee stopped her before she spokeShe'd have coffee first, then tell the old man offAnd she'd better think a minuteShe wasn't ready to leave Savannah yetRhett must know, by now, that she was hereAnd she should get a message about Tara from the Mother Superior any minuteScarlett walked to the bell pull by the doorThen she took a chair at her grandfather's rightWhen Jerome came in, she glared at him"Give me a cup for my coffeeThen take this plate away What is it, Grandfather, cornmeal mush? Whatever it is, Jerome, tell the cook to eat it herselfAfter she fixes some scrambled eggs and ham and bacon and grits and biscui