Scarlett said nothing.She did not even squeeze the hand that Melanie had inserted into her palm for comfort.She had read Ashley's letters for only one purpose—to assure herself that he still loved her.Now Melanie had given a new meaning to passages in the letters which Scarlett's eyes had barely seen.It shocked her to realize that anyone as absolutely perfect as Ashley could have any thought in common with such a reprobate as Rhett Butler.She thought：“They both see the truth of this war，but Ashley is willing to die about it and Rhett isn't.I think that shows Rhett's good sense.”She paused a moment，horror struck that she could have such a thought about Ashley.“They both see the same unpleasant truth，but Rhett likes to look it in the face and enrage people by talking about it—and Ashley can hardly bear to face it.”
It was very bewildering.
Chapter 13
Under Mrs.Merriwether's goading，Dr.Meade took action，in the form of a letter to the newspaper wherein he did not mention Rhett by name，though his meaning was obvious.The editor，sensing the social drama of the letter，put it on the second page of the paper，in itself a startling innovation，as the first two pages of the paper were always devoted to advertisements of slaves，mules，plows，coffins，houses for sale or rent，cures for private diseases，abortifacients and restoratives for lost manhood.
The doctor's letter was the first of a chorus of indignation that was beginning to be heard all over the South against speculators，profiteers and holders of government contracts.Conditions in Wilmington，the chief blockade port，now that Charleston's port was practically sealed by the Yankee gunboats，had reached the proportions of an open scandal.Speculators swarmed Wilmington and，having the ready cash，bought up boatloads of goods and held them for a rise in prices.The rise always came，for with the increasing scarcity of necessities，prices leaped higher by the month.The civilian population had either to do without or buy at the speculators'prices，and the poor and those in moderate circumstances were suffering increasing hardships.With the rise in prices，Confederate money sank，and with its rapid fall there rose a wild passion for luxuries.Blockaders were commissioned to bring in necessities and were permitted to trade in luxuries only as a side line，but now it was the higher-priced luxuries that filled their boats to the exclusion of the things the Confederacy vitally needed.People frenziedly bought these luxuries with the money they had today，fearing that tomorrow's prices would be higher and the money worth less.
To make matters worse，there was only one railroad line from Wilmington to Richmond and，while thousands of barrels of flour and boxes of bacon spoiled and rotted in wayside stations for want of transportation，speculators with wines，taffetas and coffee to sell seemed always able to get their goods to Richmond two days after they were landed at Wilmington.
The rumor which had been creeping about underground was now being openly discussed，that Rhett Butler not only ran his four boats and sold the cargoes at unheard-of prices but bought up the cargoes of other boats and held them for rises in prices.It was said that he was at the head of a combine worth more than a million dollars，with Wilmington as its headquarters for the purpose of buying blockade goods on the docks.They had dozens of warehouses in that city and in Richmond，so the story ran，and the warehouses were crammed with food and clothing that were being held for higher prices.Already soldiers and civilians alike were feeling the pinch，and the muttering against him and his fellow speculators was bitter.
“There are many brave and patriotic men in the blockade arm of the Confederacy's naval service，”ran the last of the doctor's letter，“unselfish men who are risking their lives and all their wealth that the Confederacy may survive.They are enshrined in the hearts of all loyal Southerners，and no one begrudges them the scant monetary returns they make for their risks.They are unselfish gentlemen，and we honor them.Of these men，I do not speak.
“But there are others，scoundrels，who masquerade under the cloak of the blockader for their own selfish gains，and I call down the just wrath and vengeance of an embattled people，fighting in the justest of Causes，on these human vultures who bring in satins and laces when our men are dying for want of quinine，who load their boats with tea and wines when our heroes are writhing for lack of morphia.I execrate these vampires who are sucking the lifeblood of the men who follow Robert Lee—these men who are making the very name of blockader a stench in the nostrils of all patriotic men.How can we endure these scavengers in our midst with their varnished boots when our boys are tramping barefoot into battle？How can we tolerate them with their champagnes and their ptés of Strasbourg when our soldiers are shivering about their camp fires and gnawing moldy bacon？I call upon every loyal Confederate to cast them out.”
Atlanta read，knew the oracle had spoken，and，as loyal Confederates，they hastened to cast Rhett out.
Of all the homes which had received him in the fall of 1862，Miss Pittypat's was the only one into which he could enter in 1863.And，except for Melanie，he probably would not have been received there.Aunt Pitty was in a state whenever he was in town.She knew very well what her friends were saying when she permitted him to call but she still lacked the courage to tell him he was unwelcome.Each time he arrived in Atlanta，she set her fat mouth and told the girls that she would meet him at the door and forbid him to enter.And each time he came，a little package in his hand and a compliment for her charm and beauty on his lips，she wilted.
