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"What is it?" she asked joyfully, ready to promise prodigies. "Scarlett, will you look after Melanie for me?" "Look after Melly?" Her heart sank with bitter disappointment. So this was something beautiful, something spectacular! And then anger flared. This moment was her moment with Ashley, hers alone. And yet, though Melanie was absent, her pale shadow lay between them. How could he bring up her name in their moment of farewell? How could he ask such a thing of her? He did not notice the disappointment on her face. As of old, his eyes were looking through her and beyond her, at something else, not seeing her at all. "Yes, keep an eye on her, take care of her. She's so frail and she doesn't realize it. She'll wear herself out nursing and sewing. And she's so gentle and timid. Except f