1 His accounts revealed merely what the means had been; and these were such that it was fortunate for his wife and daughter that his books were examined only after his impressive funeral.
2 He liked bright colors and Scarlett's funeral dresses and the crepe veil that hung from her bonnet to her heels both amused him and offended him.
3 But Scarlett, watching the pallbearers' difficulty in getting the coffin through the narrow entrance into the burying ground, had no thought of trouble to come after the funeral.
4 She had a quick memory of the scene with Ashley after Gerald's funeral and put it from her.
5 Then there had been tiptoeing feet and hushed voices, muffled knocks on the door, neighbors rustling in to whisper sympathy and occasional sobs from Frank's sister who had come up from Jonesboro for the funeral.
6 Mammy had hunted for it, just before the funeral when the pallbearers wanted a drink, and already the air in the kitchen was electric with suspicion between Mammy, Cookie and Peter.
7 Certainly the people at the funeral had been cold to her.
8 Some neighbor calling to discuss the funeral or to bring a blanc mange.
9 Now it'll be all over town that I conducted myself most improperly on the day of my husband's funeral, thought Scarlett, as she hurried back to her room and began smoothing her hair.
10 He was properly apologetic for disturbing Scarlett and regretted that in his rush of closing up business before leaving town he had been unable to be present at the funeral.
11 All the servants had gone to a funeral and the children were playing in Melanie's back yard.
12 "Go tell Miss Scarlett that Captain Butler is quite willing for the funeral to take place tomorrow morning," she whispered.
13 See the undertaker and arrange the funeral and see that the house is clean and be here to talk to people who'll cry on my neck.
14 Beyond him, in the hallway and the living-room, sitting in a vast prim circle as though they were attending a funeral, she saw the guests.
15 There were four other stunts: one Jewish, one Irish, one juvenile, and Nat Hicks's parody of Mark Antony's funeral oration.