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"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 banquetBallyhara 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 MrsWell, she wasn't going to let his gloom ruin
her good moodHarvest Home was a partyAlso, the hunting season
would be starting any day now, and her new riding habit was the most
enchanting design Scarlett had ever seenSims was everything
Charlotte had said she was"If you're ready we will take a tour,"
said Charlotte MontagueScarlett put down her teacupShe was
more
eager than she wanted to admit"Mighty kind of you, Charlotte,
seeing
as how every door except my rooms has been locked for practically a
year She sounded as cranky as she could, but she suspected that
Charlotte was too smart to be fooled"I'll just find Cat to go with
us
"If you like, Scarlett, but she saw everything as it was done
