There was no one to tell Scarlett that her own personality, frighteningly vital though it was, was more attractive than any masquerade she might adopt.
Or more likely, he would have trailed the progress of his idol Marlon Brando, another method illuminous manly yet vulnerable who became both a darling of the academy and a Hollywood maverick.
But, whether she be loved or neglected, her first wish should be to make herself respectable, and not rely for all her happiness on a being subject to like infirmities with herself.