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"
Phone
Doc
Smith
.
I
'm
going
to
have
this
wretched
baby
here
and
now
.
"
"
Oh
,
my
God
!
Get
into
the
bedroom
and
lie
down
--
not
your
bedroom
,
ours
!
"
Cursing
the
whims
of
fate
and
the
determination
of
babies
,
Doc
Smith
hurried
out
from
Dungloe
in
his
battered
car
with
the
local
midwife
in
the
back
an
as
much
equipment
as
he
could
carry
from
his
little
cottage
hospital
.
No
use
taking
her
there
;
he
could
do
as
much
for
her
at
Himmelhoch
.
But
Cairns
was
where
she
ought
to
be
.
"
Have
you
let
the
husband
know
?
"
he
asked
as
he
pounded
up
the
front
steps
,
his
midwife
behind
him
.
"
I
sent
a
telegram
.
She
's
in
my
room
;
I
thought
it
would
give
you
more
space
.
"
Hobbling
in
their
wake
,
Anne
went
into
her
bedroom
.
Meggie
was
lying
on
the
bed
,
wide-eyed
and
giving
no
indication
of
pain
except
for
an
occasional
spasm
of
her
hands
,
a
drawing-in
of
her
body
.
She
turned
her
head
to
smile
at
Anne
,
and
Anne
saw
that
the
eyes
were
very
frightened
.
"
I
'm
glad
I
never
got
to
Cairns
,
"
she
said
.
"
My
mother
never
went
to
hospital
to
have
hers
,
and
Daddy
said
once
she
had
a
terrible
time
with
Hal
.
But
she
survived
,
and
so
will
I.
We
're
hard
to
kill
,
we
Cleary
women
.
"
It
was
hours
later
when
the
doctor
joined
Anne
on
the
veranda
.
"
It
's
a
long
,
hard
business
for
the
little
woman
.
First
babies
are
rarely
easy
,
but
this
one
's
not
lying
well
and
she
just
drags
on
without
getting
anywhere
.
If
she
was
in
Cairns
she
could
have
a
Caesarean
,
but
that
's
out
of
the
question
here
.
She
'll
just
have
to
push
it
out
all
by
herself
.
"
