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@@@@@Then the same thing sittingThen in every position of the quadrille, the waltz, the cotillion"The only thing she didn't measure me for was my shroud," Scarlett groaned Charlotte Montague gave one of her infrequent smiles"She probably did, without your knowing itDaisy Sims is very thorough "I refuse to believe that terrifying woman's name is Daisy," Scarlett said"Don't you ever call her that, unless she invites you toNo one below the rank of Duchess is ever allowed to be familiar with DaisyShe's the best at her trade; they wouldn't dare risk offending her "You called her Daisy "I'm the best at my trade, tooShe liked Charlotte Montague, and respected her as wellThough she wouldn't call her exactly cozy to have for a friendShe put on her peasant clothes then and had supper-Charlotte reminded her it was dinnerbefore she went out to the hill near Knightsbrook River for the lighting of the Midsummer Night bonfireWhen she was dancing to the familiar music of the fiddles and pipes and Colum's bodhran, she thought how lucky she wasIf what Charlotte had promised was true, she was going to have both worlds, Irish and AngloPoor Bart, she remembered, wasn't welcome at his own estate's bonfireScarlett thought of her good fortune again, when she presided at the Harvest Home banquet Ballyhara had another good crop, not as good as the two previous years, but still enough to make every man's pocket jingleEveryone in Ballyhara celebrated their good fortuneEveryone except Colum, Scarlett noticedHe looked as if he hadn't slept in a weekShe wished she could ask him what was wrong, but he'd been cross as a bear with her for weeksAnd he never seemed to go to the bar any more, according to Mrs