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"
I
’
m
staying
outside
.
"
She
hurried
in
.
I
walked
up
and
down
the
hall
.
I
was
afraid
to
go
in
.
I
looked
out
the
window
.
It
was
dark
but
in
the
light
from
the
window
I
could
see
it
was
raining
.
I
went
into
a
room
at
the
far
end
of
the
hall
and
looked
at
the
labels
on
bottles
in
a
glass
case
.
Then
I
came
out
and
stood
in
the
empty
hall
and
watched
the
door
of
the
operating
room
.
A
doctor
came
out
followed
by
a
nurse
.
He
held
something
in
his
two
hands
that
looked
like
a
freshly
skinned
rabbit
and
hurried
across
the
corridor
with
it
and
in
through
another
door
.
I
went
down
to
the
door
he
had
gone
into
and
found
them
in
the
room
doing
things
to
a
new
-
born
child
.
The
doctor
held
him
up
for
me
to
see
.
He
held
him
by
the
heels
and
slapped
him
.
"
Is
he
all
right
?
"
"
He
’
s
magnificent
.
He
’
ll
weigh
five
kilos
.
"
I
had
no
feeling
for
him
.
He
did
not
seem
to
have
anything
to
do
with
me
.
I
felt
no
feeling
of
fatherhood
.
"
Aren
’
t
you
proud
of
your
son
?
"
the
nurse
asked
.
They
were
washing
him
and
wrapping
him
in
something
.
I
saw
the
little
dark
face
and
dark
hand
,
but
I
did
not
see
him
move
or
hear
him
cry
.
The
doctor
was
doing
something
to
him
again
.
He
looked
upset
.
"
No
,
"
I
said
.
"
He
nearly
killed
his
mother
.
"
"
It
isn
’
t
the
little
darling
’
s
fault
.
Didn
’
t
you
want
a
boy
?
"
"
No
,
"
I
said
.
The
doctor
was
busy
with
him
.
He
held
him
up
by
the
feet
and
slapped
him
.
I
did
not
wait
to
see
it
.
I
went
out
in
the
hall
.
I
could
go
in
now
and
see
.
