1 Scarlett stood on the lower step of the train, a pale pretty figure in her black mourning dress, her crepe veil fluttering almost to her heels.
2 That is everybody except her and Pittypat and Melly and the other unfortunates in town who were in mourning.
3 Just a little over a year ago, she was dancing and wearing bright clothes instead of this dark mourning and was practically engaged to three boys.
4 The idea of appearing publicly at a social gathering while in mourning was so unheard of she was bewildered.
5 And to think I'll never wear that color again, not even when I do get out of mourning.
6 Probably telling him she was in mourning and it was impossible for her to appear on the floor.
7 I will pass over the impropriety of your appearing publicly while in mourning, realizing your warm desire to be of assistance to the hospital.
8 Frequently Rhett pointed out to Scarlett the inconsistency of her wearing black mourning clothes when she was participating in all social activities.
9 But not to change to a mourning bonnet.
10 She was busy with needle and scissors, altering a mourning dress that Mrs. Elsing had lent to Mrs. Meade.
11 It was Melanie's black mourning bonnet and it did not fit Scarlett's head but she could not recall where she had put her own bonnet.
12 All three wore home-dyed mourning, all were worn, sad, worried, all bitter with a bitterness that did not sulk or complain but, nevertheless, peered out from behind their smiles and their words of welcome.
13 I'm still mourning my mother, said Scarlett hastily.
14 She was uncomfortable in the tight black dress she had borrowed from Mrs. Meade, for she had had no time to get mourning clothes for herself.
15 She buttoned her black basque up to the chin and pinned down the collar with Pittypat's mourning brooch.