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She
did
not
even
look
down
but
shook
the
doctor
's
arm
.
"
It
's
Melanie
.
The
baby
.
Doctor
,
you
must
come
.
She
--
the
--
"
This
was
no
time
for
delicacy
but
it
was
hard
to
bring
out
the
words
with
the
ears
of
hundreds
of
strange
men
listening
.
"
The
pains
are
getting
hard
.
Please
,
Doctor
!
"
"
A
baby
?
Great
God
!
"
thundered
the
doctor
and
his
face
was
suddenly
contorted
with
hate
and
rage
,
a
rage
not
directed
at
her
or
at
anyone
except
a
world
wherein
such
things
could
happen
.
"
Are
you
crazy
?
I
ca
n't
leave
these
men
.
They
are
dying
,
hundreds
of
them
.
I
ca
n't
leave
them
for
a
damned
baby
.
Get
some
woman
to
help
you
.
Get
my
wife
.
"
She
opened
her
mouth
to
tell
him
why
Mrs.
Meade
could
not
come
and
then
shut
it
abruptly
.
He
did
not
know
his
own
son
was
wounded
!
She
wondered
if
he
would
still
be
here
if
he
did
know
,
and
something
told
her
that
even
if
Phil
were
dying
he
would
still
be
standing
on
this
spot
,
giving
aid
to
the
many
instead
of
the
one
.
"
No
,
you
must
come
,
Doctor
.
You
know
you
said
she
'd
have
a
hard
time
--
"
Was
it
really
she
,
Scarlett
,
standing
here
saying
these
dreadful
indelicate
things
at
the
top
of
her
voice
in
this
hell
of
heat
and
groans
?
"
She
'll
die
if
you
do
n't
come
!
"
He
shook
off
her
hand
roughly
and
spoke
as
though
he
hardly
heard
her
,
hardly
knew
what
she
said
.
"
Die
?
Yes
,
they
'll
all
die
--
all
these
men
.
No
bandages
,
no
salves
,
no
quinine
,
no
chloroform
.
Oh
,
God
,
for
some
morphia
!
Just
a
little
morphia
for
the
worst
ones
.
Just
a
little
chloroform
.
God
damn
the
Yankees
!
God
damn
the
Yankees
!
"
"
Give
um
hell
,
Doctor
!
"
said
the
man
on
the
ground
,
his
teeth
showing
in
his
beard
.
