scandal hurt her or not。 But everyone cared violently about hurting Melanie or India and the storm revolved around them； rather than Scarlett； centering upon the one question—“Did India lie？”
Those who espoused Melanie’s side pointed triumphantly to the fact that Melanie was constantly with Scarlett these days。 Would a woman of Melanie’s high principles champion the cause of a guilty woman； especially a woman guilty with her own husband？ No； indeed！ India was just a cracked old maid who hated Scarlett and lied about her and induced Archie and Mrs。 Elsing to believe her lies。
But； questioned India’s adherents； if Scarlett isn’t guilty； where is Captain Butler？ Why isn’t he here at his wife’s side； lending her the strength of his countenance？ That was an unanswerable question and； as the weeks went by and the rumor spread that Scarlett was pregnant； the pro…India group nodded with satisfaction。 It couldn’t be Captain Butler’s baby； they said。 For too long the fact of their estrangement had been public property。 For too long the town had been scandalized by the separate bedrooms。
So the gossip ran； tearing the town apart； tearing apart； too； the close…knit clan of Hamiltons； Wilkeses； Burrs； Whitemans and Winfields。 Everyone in the family connection was forced to take sides。 There was no neutral ground。 Melanie with cool dignity and India with acid bitterness saw to that。 But no matter which side the relatives took； they all were resentful that Scarlett should have been the cause of the family breach。 None of them thought her worth it。 And no matter which side they took； the relatives heartily deplored the fact that India had taken it upon herself to wash the family dirty linen so publicly and involve Ashley in so degrading a scandal。 But now that she had spoken； many rushed to her defense and took her side against Scarlett； even as others； loving Melanie； stood by her and Scarlett。
Half of Atlanta was kin to or claimed kin with Melanie and India。 The ramifications of cousins； double cousins； cousins…in…law and kissing cousins were so intricate and involved that no one but a born Georgian could ever unravel them。 They had always been a clannish tribe； presenting an unbroken phalanx of overlapping shields to the world in time of stress； no matter what their private opinions of the conduct of individual kinsmen might be。 With the exception of the guerrilla warfare carried on by Aunt Pitty against Uncle Henry； which had been a matter for hilarious laughter within the family for years； there had never been an open breach in the pleasant relations。 They were gentle； quiet spoken； reserved people and not given to even the amiable bickering that characterized most Atlanta families。
But now they were split in twain and the town was privileged to witness cousins of the fifth and sixth degree taking sides in the most shattering scandal Atlanta had ever seen。 This worked great hardship and strained the tact and forbearance of the unrelated half of the town； for the India…Melanie feud made a rupture in practically every social organization。 The Thalians； the Sewing Circle for the Widows and Orphans of the Confederacy； the Association for the Beautification of the Graves of Our Glorious Dead； the Saturday Night Musical Circle； the Ladies Evening Cotillion Society； the Young Men’s Library were all involved。 So were four churches with their Ladies’ Aid and Missionary societies。 Great care had to be taken to avoid putting members of warring factions on the same committees。
On their regular afternoons at home； Atlanta matrons were in anguish from four to six o’clock for fear Melanie and Scarlett would call at the same time India and her loyal kin were in their parlors。
Of all the family； poor Aunt Pitty suffered the most。 Pitty； who desired nothing except to live comfortably amid the love of her relatives； would have been very pleased； in this matter； to run with the hares and hunt with the hounds。 But neither the hares nor the hounds would permit this。
India lived with Aunt Pitty and； if Pitty sided with Melanie； as she wished to do； India would leave。 And if India left her； what would poor Pitty do then？ She could not live alone。 She would have to get a stranger to live with her or she would have to close up her house and go and live with Scarlett Aunt Pitty felt vaguely that Captain Butler would not care for this。 Or she would have to go and live with Melanie and sleep in the little cubbyhole that was Beau’s nursery。
Pitty was not overly fond of India； for India intimidated her with her dry； stiff…necked ways and her passionate convictions。 But she made it possible for Pitty to keep her own comfortable establishment and Pitty was always swayed more by considerations of personal comfort than by moral issues。 And so India remained。
But her presence in the house made Aunt Pitty a storm center； for both Scarlett and Melanie took that to mean that she sided with India。 Scarlett curtly refused to contribute more money to Pitty’s establishment as long as India was under the same roof。 Ashley sent India money every week and every week India proudly and silently returned it； much to the old lady’s alarm and regret。 Finances at the red…brick house would have been in a deplorable state； but for Uncle Henry’s intervention； and it humiliated Pitty to take money from him。
Pitty loved Melanie better than anyone in the world； except herself； and now Melly acted like a cool； polite stranger。 Though she practically lived in Pitty’s back yard； she never once came through the hedge and she used to run in and out a dozen times a day。 Pitty called on her and wept and protested her love and devotion； but Melanie always refused to discuss matters and never returned the calls。
Pitty knew very well what she owed Scarlett—almost her very existence。 Certainly in those black days after the war when Pitty was faced with the alternative of Brother Henry or starvation； Scarlett had kept her home for her； fed her； clothed her and enabled her to hold up her head in Atlanta society。 And since Scarlett had married and moved into her own home； she had been generosity itself。 And that frightening fascinating Captain Butler—frequently after he called with Scarlett； Pitty found brand…new purses stuffed with bills on her console table or lace handkerchiefs knotted about gold pieces which had been slyly slipped into her sewing box。 Rhett always vowed he knew nothing about them and accused her； in a very unrefined way； of having a secret admirer； usually the bewhiskered Grandpa Merriwether。
Yes； Pitty owed love to Melanie； security to Scarlett； and what did she owe India？ Nothing； except that India’s presence kept her from having to break up her pleasant life and make decisions for herself。 It was all most distressing and too； too vulgar and Pitty； who had never made a decision for herself in her whole life； simply let matters go on as they were and as a result spent much time in uncomforted tears。
In the end； some people believed whole…heartedly in Scarlett’s innocence； not because of her own personal virtue but because Melanie believed in it。 Some had mental reservations but they were courteous to Scarlett and called on her because they loved Melanie and wished to keep her love。 India’s adherents bowed coldly and some few cut her openly。 These last were embarrassing； infuriating； but Scarlett realized that； except for Melanie’s championship and her quick action； the face of the whole town would have been set against her and she would have been an outcast。
CHAPTER LVI
RHETT WAS GONE for three months and during that time Scarlett had no word from him。 She did not know where he was or how long he would be gone。 Indeed； she had no idea if he would ever return。 During this time； she went about her business with her head high and her heart sick。 She did not feel well physically but； forced by Melanie； she went to the store every day and tried to keep up a superficial interest in the mills。 But the store palled on her for the first time and； although the business was treble what it had been the year before and the money rolling in； she could take no interest in it and was sharp and cross with the clerks。 Johnnie Gallegher’s mill was thriving and the lumber yard selling all his supply easily； but nothing Johnnie did or said pleased her。 Johnnie； as Irish as she； finally erupted into rage at her naggings and threatened to quit； after a long tirade which ended with “and the back of both me hands to you； Ma’m； and the curse of Cromwell on you。” She had to appease him with the most abject of apologies。
She never went to Ashley’s mill。 Nor did she go to the lumber…yard office when she thought he would be there。 She knew he was avoiding her； knew that her constant presence in his house； at Melanie’s inescapable invitations； was a torment to him。 They never spoke alone and she was desperate to question him。 She wanted to know whether he now hated her and exactly what he had told Melanie； but he held her at arm’s length and silently pleaded with her not to speak。 The sight of his face； old； haggard with remorse； added to her load； and the fact that his mill lost money every week was an extra irritant which she could not voice。
His helplessness in the face of the present situation irked her。 She did not know what he could do to better matters but she felt that he should do something。 Rhett would have done something。 Rhett always did something； even if it was the wrong thing； and she unwillingly respected him for it。
Now that her first rage at Rhett and his insults had passed； she began to miss him and she missed him more and more as days went by without news of him。 Out of the welter of rapture and anger and heartbreak and hurt pride that he had left； depression emerged to sit upon her shoulder like a carrion crow。 She missed him； missed his light flippant touch in anecdotes that made her shout with laughter； his sardonic grin that reduced troubles to their proper proportions； missed even his jeers that stung her to angry retort。 Most of all she missed having him to tell things to。 Rhett was so satisfactory in that respect She could recount shamelessly and with pride how she had skinned people out of their eyeteeth and he wo