The ship captain's wife was a stout, red-faced woman who took one look at Cat and held out her arms. "Will she come to me?" Cat reached out in reply. Scarlett was sure Cat was interested in the eyeglasses hanging on a chain around the woman's neck, but she didn't say so. She loved to hear Cat admired, and the captain's wife was doing just that. "What a little beauty she is -- no, sweetheart, they go on your nose, not in your mouth -- with such lovely olive skin. Was her father Spanish?"

Scarlett thought quickly. "Her grandmother," she said.

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