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"
Hello
,
you
sweet
.
"
"
What
sort
of
baby
was
it
?
"
"
Sh
—
don
’
t
talk
,
"
the
nurse
said
.
"
A
boy
.
He
’
s
long
and
wide
and
dark
.
"
"
Is
he
all
right
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
I
said
.
"
He
’
s
fine
.
"
I
saw
the
nurse
look
at
me
strangely
.
"
I
’
m
awfully
tired
,
"
Catherine
said
.
"
And
I
hurt
like
hell
.
Are
you
all
right
,
darling
?
"
"
I
’
m
fine
.
Don
’
t
talk
.
"
"
You
were
lovely
to
me
.
Oh
,
darling
,
I
hurt
dreadfully
.
What
does
he
look
like
?
"
