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Chapter 21

           Itwasgrayanddusty,andsweathadstreakedlongrivuletsacrosshischeeks.Buthisvoicewascalmanddecisiveashecalledtoher.

           "ThankGod,youarehere.Icanuseeverypairofhands."

           Foramomentshestaredathimbewildered,droppingherskirtsindismay.Theyfelloverthedirtyfaceofawoundedmanwhofeeblytriedtoturnhisheadtoescapefromtheirsmotheringfolds.Whatdidthedoctormean?Thedustfromtheambulancescameintoherfacewithchokingdryness,andtherottensmellswerelikeafoulliquidinhernostrils.

           "Hurry,child!Comehere."

           Shepickedupherskirtsandwenttohimasfastasshecouldgoacrosstherowsofbodies.Sheputherhandonhisarmandfeltthatitwastremblingwithwearinessbuttherewasnoweaknessinhisface.

           "Oh,Doctor!"shecried."Youmustcome.Melanieishavingherbaby."

           Helookedatherasifherwordsdidnotregisteronhismind.Amanwholayuponthegroundatherfeet,hisheadpillowedonhiscanteen,grinnedupcompanionablyatherwords.

           "Theywilldoit,"hesaidcheerfully.

           Shedidnotevenlookdownbutshookthedoctor’sarm.

           "It’sMelanie.Thebaby.Doctor,youmustcome.Shethe"Thiswasnotimefordelicacybutitwashardtobringoutthewordswiththeearsofhundredsofstrangemenlistening.

           "Thepainsaregettinghard.Please,Doctor!"

           "Ababy?GreatGod!"thunderedthedoctorandhisfacewassuddenlycontortedwithhateandrage,aragenotdirectedatheroratanyoneexceptaworldwhereinsuchthingscouldhappen.

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