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’
Then
you
ought
to
be
pleased
that
they
are
all
bolshevists
,
’
she
said
.
’
You
ought
to
be
pleased
that
they
hurry
on
towards
the
end
.
’
’
So
I
am
.
I
don
’
t
stop
’
em
.
Because
I
couldn
’
t
if
I
would
.
’
’
Then
why
are
you
so
bitter
?
’
’
I
’
m
not
!
If
my
cock
gives
its
last
crow
,
I
don
’
t
mind
.
’
’
But
if
you
have
a
child
?
’
she
said
.
He
dropped
his
head
.
’
Why
,
’
he
said
at
last
.
’
It
seems
to
me
a
wrong
and
bitter
thing
to
do
,
to
bring
a
child
into
this
world
.
’
’
No
!
Don
’
t
say
it
!
Don
’
t
say
it
!
’
she
pleaded
.
’
I
think
I
’
m
going
to
have
one
.
Say
you
’
ll
he
pleased
.
’
She
laid
her
hand
on
his
.
’
I
’
m
pleased
for
you
to
be
pleased
,
’
he
said
.
’
But
for
me
it
seems
a
ghastly
treachery
to
the
unborn
creature
.
’
Ah
no
!
’
she
said
,
shocked
.
’
Then
you
can
’
t
ever
really
want
me
!
You
can
’
t
want
me
,
if
you
feel
that
!
’
