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Chapter 9

           Hecoveredhisfacewithhishandsandremainedsoforsomeminutes.Piteous,helpless,animalmoanscamethroughthedoor.PrinceAndrewgotup,wenttothedoor,andtriedtoopenit.Someonewasholdingitshut.

           “Youcan’tcomein!Youcan’t!”saidaterrifiedvoicefromwithin.

           Hebeganpacingtheroom.Thescreamingceased,andafewmoresecondswentby.Thensuddenlyaterribleshriek—itcouldnotbehers,shecouldnotscreamlikethat—camefromthebedroom.PrinceAndrewrantothedoor;thescreamceasedandheheardthewailofaninfant.

           “Whathavetheytakenababyintherefor?”thoughtPrinceAndrewinthefirstsecond.“Ababy?Whatbaby...?Whyisthereababythere?Oristhebabyborn?”

           Thensuddenlyherealizedthejoyfulsignificanceofthatwail;tearschokedhim,andleaninghiselbowsonthewindowsillhebegantocry,sobbinglikeachild.Thedooropened.Thedoctorwithhisshirtsleevestuckedup,withoutacoat,paleandwithatremblingjaw,cameoutoftheroom.PrinceAndrewturnedtohim,butthedoctorgavehimabewilderedlookandpassedbywithoutaword.AwomanrushedoutandseeingPrinceAndrewstopped,hesitatingonthethreshold.Hewentintohiswife’sroom.Shewaslyingdead,inthesamepositionhehadseenherinfiveminutesbeforeand,despitethefixedeyesandthepallorofthecheeks,thesameexpressionwasonhercharmingchildlikefacewithitsupperlipcoveredwithtinyblackhair.

           “Iloveyouall,andhavedonenoharmtoanyone;andwhathaveyoudonetome?”—saidhercharming,pathetic,deadface.

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