1 "I suppose what folks say is true," he jerked out at her, instead of answering.
2 She broke in: "You're neglecting the farm enough already," and this being true, he found no answer, and left her time to add ironically: "Better send me over to the almshouse and done with it."
3 But for all the modesty of her spreading skirts, the demureness of hair netted smoothly into a chignon and the quietness of small white hands folded in her lap, her true self was poorly concealed.
4 Surely, thought Scarlett, Pa will know whether this awful story is true.
5 She knew also that he was presenting her with just the opportunity she wanted for opening the conversation without revealing her true purpose.
6 But, even if it were true, he was no gentleman to make such a statement--and at a party, too, where everyone was having a good time.
7 She did not want to be fair, although she knew what he said was true.
8 Only a little true tenderness had been mixed into her love.
9 Turning she saw a tall handsome woman with a bold face and a mass of red hair, too red to be true.
10 They crashed into the second verse and Scarlett, singing with the rest, heard the high sweet soprano of Melanie mounting behind her, clear and true and thrilling as the bugle notes.
11 She wasn't going to make a fool out of herself about the Cause, but neither was she going to make a fool out of herself by admitting her true feelings.
12 "Well, it's true," she argued with her conscience.
13 Charles had awakened no idea of what passion might be or tenderness or true intimacy of body or spirit.
14 You can't make me mad by calling me names that are true.
15 "But it's true," answered Melanie and she began to cry softly.