近期热门的优选书刊《飘》，轻松有趣温柔的治愈你(75)

But she could not feel herself a lady, for all her velvet dress and scented hair, for all the pride of birth that stood behind her and the pride of wealth that had once been hers.Harsh contact with the red earth of Tara had stripped gentility from her and she knew she would never feel like a lady again until her table was weighted with silver and crystal and smoking with rich food, until her own horses and carriages stood in her stables, until black hands and not white took the cotton from Tara.
“Ah！”she thought angrily, sucking in her breath.“That"s the difference！Even though they"re poor, they still feel like ladies and I don"t. The silly foolsdon"t seem to realize that you can"t be a lady without money！”
Even in this flash of revelation, she realized vaguely that, foolish though they seemed, theirs was the right attitude. Ellen would have thought so.This disturbed her.She knew she should feel as these people felt, but she could not.She knew she should believe devoutly, as they did, that a born lady remained a lady, even if reduced to poverty, but she could not make herself believe it now.