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           Thatmorning(sheseemedquieter)shewasabletotakeinwhatIsaid,soItoldherIwasgoingforthedoctorandshenodded,Iconsidersheunderstood,thoughshedidn’tspeak.Thatnightseemedtotakeallherstrengthaway,shejustlaytherestill.

           IknowIcouldhavegonetothevillageandphonedorgotadoctorbutforobviousreasonsIneverhaddealingsthere,villagegossipbeingwhatitis.

           AnyhowIwassowithoutsleepIdidn’tknowwhatIwasdoinghalfthetime.Iwasallonmyown,asalways.Ihadnoonetoturnto.

           WellIwentintoLewesand(itwasjustafternine)intothefirstchemistIsawopenandaskedforthenearestdoctor,whichthegirltoldmefromalistshehad.ItwasahouseinastreetI’dneverbeen.Isawonthedoorsurgerybeganat8:30andIoughttohaveguessedtherewouldbealotofpeopleasusual,butforsomereasonIjustsawmyselfgoinginandseeingthedoctorstraightoff.Imusthavelookeddaftintheroom,withallthepeoplelookingatme,alltheseatsweretakenandanotheryoungmanwasstandingup.Well,theyallseemedtobelookingatme,Ihadn’tthenervetogostraightthroughtothedoctorsoIstoodbythewall.IfonlyIcouldhavegonestraightinI’dhavedoneit,everythingwouldhavebeenallright,itwashavingtobewithallthoseotherpeopleinthatroom.