She saw in his eyes defeat of her wild dreams, her mad desires.

“For I am fighting for the old days, the old ways which I love so much, but whic…”

“Yankees in Georgia! How did they ever get in?”

“The way to get a man interested and to hold his interest was to talk about hims…”

“Well, this is the reason. We bow to the inevitable. We're not wheat, we're buck…”