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"
You
’
re
so
good
to
me
.
There
,
give
it
to
me
.
Give
me
some
more
.
It
’
s
not
working
!
"
I
turned
the
dial
to
three
and
then
four
.
I
wished
the
doctor
would
come
back
.
I
was
afraid
of
the
numbers
above
two
.
Finally
a
new
doctor
came
in
with
two
nurses
and
they
lifted
Catherine
onto
a
wheeled
stretcher
and
we
started
down
the
hall
.
The
stretcher
went
rapidly
down
the
hall
and
into
the
elevator
where
every
one
had
to
crowd
against
the
wall
to
make
room
;
then
up
,
then
an
open
door
and
out
of
the
elevator
and
down
the
hall
on
rubber
wheels
to
the
operating
room
.
I
did
not
recognize
the
doctor
with
his
cap
and
mask
on
.
There
was
another
doctor
and
more
nurses
.
"
They
’
ve
got
to
give
me
something
,
"
Catherine
said
.
"
They
’
ve
got
to
give
me
something
.
Oh
please
,
doctor
,
give
me
enough
to
do
some
good
!
"
One
of
the
doctors
put
a
mask
over
her
face
and
I
looked
through
the
door
and
saw
the
bright
small
amphitheatre
of
the
operating
room
.
"
You
can
go
in
the
other
door
and
sit
up
there
,
"
a
nurse
said
to
me
.
There
were
benches
behind
a
rail
that
looked
down
on
the
white
table
and
the
lights
.
I
looked
at
Catherine
.
The
mask
was
over
her
face
and
she
was
quiet
now
.
They
wheeled
the
stretcher
forward
.
I
turned
away
and
walked
down
the
hall
.
Two
nurses
were
hurrying
toward
the
entrance
to
the
gallery
.
"
It
’
s
a
Cæsarean
,
"
one
said
.
"
They
’
re
going
to
do
a
Cæsarean
.
"
The
other
one
laughed
,
"
We
’
re
just
in
time
.
Aren
’
t
we
lucky
?
"
They
went
in
the
door
that
led
to
the
gallery
.
Another
nurse
came
along
.
She
was
hurrying
too
.
"
You
go
right
in
there
.
Go
right
in
,
"
she
said
.
