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           shewantedtogoaheadwithitall.Love,sex,allthatsortofstuff,justwater-ices!Lickitupandforgetit.Ifyoudon’thangontoitinyourmind,it’snothing.Sexespecially...nothing!Makeupyourmindtoit,andyou’vesolvedtheproblem.Sexandacocktail:theybothlastedaboutaslong,hadthesameeffect,andamountedtoaboutthesamething.

           Butachild,ababy!Thatwasstilloneofthesensations.Shewouldventureverygingerlyonthatexperiment.Therewasthemantoconsider,anditwascurious,therewasn’tamanintheworldwhosechildrenyouwanted.Mick’schildren!Repulsivethought!Asliefhaveachildtoarabbit!TommyDukes?hewasverynice,butsomehowyoucouldn’tassociatehimwithababy,anothergeneration.Heendedinhimself.AndoutofalltherestofClifford’sprettywideacquaintance,therewasnotamanwhodidnotrousehercontempt,whenshethoughtofhavingachildbyhim.Therewereseveralwhowouldhavebeenquitepossibleaslover,evenMick.Buttoletthembreedachildonyou!Ugh!Humiliationandabomination.

           Sothatwasthat!

           Nevertheless,Conniehadthechildatthebackofhermind.Wait!wait!Shewouldsiftthegenerationsofmenthroughhersieve,andseeifshecouldn’tfindonewhowoulddo.--’GoyeintothestreetsandbywaysofJerusalem,andseeifyoucanfindaman.’IthadbeenimpossibletofindamanintheJerusalemoftheprophet,thoughtherewerethousandsofmalehumans.Butaman!c’estuneautrechose!

           Shehadanideathathewouldhavetobeaforeigner:notanEnglishman,stilllessanIrishman.Arealforeigner.