Colum was waiting at the end of the gangplank when Scarlett left The Golden Fleece. She hadn't expected him, she'd known only that someone would meet her and take care of her trunks. At the sight of his stocky figure in worn black clericals and smiling Irish face, Scarlett felt that she'd come home. Her luggage went past customs without any questions other than, "And how are things in America?" to which she answered, "Awful hot," and, "How old is that grand beautiful baby, then?" to which Scarlett replied proudly "Three months shy of a year, and already trying to walk."

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