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Chapter 41

           Wehadgonetothehospitalaboutthreeo’clockinthemorning.AtnoonCatherinewasstillinthedeliveryroom.Thepainshadslackenedagain.Shelookedverytiredandwornnowbutshewasstillcheerful.

           "I’mnotanygood,darling,"shesaid."I’msosorry.IthoughtIwoulddoitveryeasily.Nowthere’sone"shereachedoutherhandforthemaskandhelditoverherface.Thedoctormovedthedialandwatchedher.Inalittlewhileitwasover.

           "Itwasn’tmuch,"Catherinesaid.Shesmiled."I’mafoolaboutthegas.It’swonderful."

           "We’llgetsomeforthehome,"Isaid.

           "Thereonecomes,"Catherinesaidquickly.Thedoctorturnedthedialandlookedathiswatch.

           "Whatistheintervalnow?"Iasked.

           "Aboutaminute."

           "Don’tyouwantlunch?"

           "Iwillhavesomethingprettysoon,"hesaid.

           "Youmusthavesomethingtoeat,doctor,"Catherinesaid."I’msosorryIgoonsolong.Couldn’tmyhusbandgivemethegas?"

           "Ifyouwish,"thedoctorsaid."Youturnittothenumeraltwo."

           "Isee,"Isaid.Therewasamarkeronadialthatturnedwithahandle.

           "Iwantitnow,"Catherinesaid.Sheheldthemasktighttoherface.IturnedthedialtonumbertwoandwhenCatherineputdownthemaskIturneditoff.Itwasverygoodofthedoctortoletmedosomething.

           "Didyoudoit,darling?"Catherineasked.Shestrokedmywrist.

           "Sure."

           "You’resolovely."Shewasalittledrunkfromthegas.

           "Iwilleatfromatrayinthenextroom,"thedoctorsaid.

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