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It seemed strange now that when she was growing up Ashley had never seemed so very attractive to her. In childhood days, she had seen him come and go and never given him a thought. But since that day two years ago when Ashley, newly home from his three years’ Grand Tour in Europe, had called to pay his respects, she had loved him. It was as simple as that.
現在看來很有些奇怪，當她還沒有長大成人的時候，為什么從不覺得艾希禮有什么動人之處呢？童年時，她看見他走來走去，可一次也不曾想過他。直到兩年前那一天，當時艾希禮為期三年的歐洲大陸旅游剛回來，到她家來拜望，她才愛上了他。事情就這么簡單。
She had been on the front porch and he had ridden up the long avenue, dressed in gray broadcloth with a wide black cravat setting off his frilled shirt to perfection. Even now, she could recall each detail of his dress, how brightly his boots shone, the head of a Medusa in cameo on his cravat phi, the wide Panama hat that was instantly in his hand when he saw her.
她那時正在屋前走廊上，他沿著馬從林蔭道上遠遠而來，身穿灰色細棉布上衣，領口打著個寬大的黑蝴蝶結，與那件皺領襯衫很相配，直到今天，她還記得他那穿著上的每一個細節，那雙馬靴多亮啊，還有蝴蝶結別針上那個浮雕寶石的蛇發女妖的頭，那頂寬邊巴拿馬帽子----他一看見她就立即把帽子拿在手里了。
He had alighted and tossed his bridle reins to a pickaninny and stood looking up at her, his drowsy gray eyes wide with a smile and the sun so bright on his blond hair that it seemed like a cap of shining silver. And he said, “So you’ve grown up, Scarlett.” And, coming lightly up the steps, he had kissed her hand. And his voice! She would never forget the leap of her heart as she heard it, as if for the first time, drawling, resonant, musical.
他跳下馬，把韁繩扔給一個黑孩子，站在那里朝她望著，那雙朦朧的灰色眼睛瞪得大大的，流露著微笑；他的金黃色頭發在陽光下閃爍，像一頂燦爛的王冠。那時他溫和地說：“思嘉，你都長大了。"然后輕輕地走上臺階，吻了吻她的手。還有他的聲音啊！她永遠也忘不了她聽到時那怦然心動的感覺，仿佛她是第一次聽到這樣慢吞吞的、響亮的、音樂般的聲音！
She had wanted him, in that first instant, wanted him as simply and unreasoningly as she wanted food to eat, horses to ride and a soft bed on which to lay herself.
就在這最初一剎那，她覺得她需要他，像要東西吃，買馬匹，要溫軟的床睡覺那樣簡單，那樣說不出原因地需要他。
