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"
Fo
'
Gawd
,
Miss
Scarlett
!
We
's
got
ter
have
a
doctah
.
Ah
--
Ah
--
Miss
Scarlett
,
Ah
doan
know
nuthin
'
'
bout
bringin
'
babies
.
Maw
wouldn
'
nebber
lem
me
be
'
round
folkses
whut
wuz
havin
'
dem
.
"
All
the
breath
went
out
of
Scarlett
's
lungs
in
one
gasp
of
horror
before
rage
swept
her
.
Prissy
made
a
lunge
past
her
,
bent
on
flight
,
but
Scarlett
grabbed
her
.
"
You
black
liar
--
what
do
you
mean
?
You
've
been
saying
you
knew
everything
about
birthing
babies
.
What
is
the
truth
?
Tell
me
!
"
She
shook
her
until
the
kinky
head
rocked
drunkenly
.
"
Ah
's
lyin
'
,
Miss
Scarlett
!
Ah
doan
know
huccome
Ah
tell
sech
a
lie
.
Ah
jes
'
see
one
baby
birthed
,
an
'
Maw
she
lak
ter
wo
'
me
out
fer
watchin
'
.
"
Scarlett
glared
at
her
and
Prissy
shrank
back
,
trying
to
pull
loose
.
For
a
moment
her
mind
refused
to
accept
the
truth
,
but
when
realization
finally
came
to
her
that
Prissy
knew
no
more
about
midwifery
than
she
did
,
anger
went
over
her
like
a
flame
.
She
had
never
struck
a
slave
in
all
her
life
,
but
now
she
slapped
the
black
cheek
with
all
the
force
in
her
tired
arm
Prissy
screamed
at
the
top
of
her
voice
,
more
from
fright
than
pain
,
and
began
to
dance
up
and
down
,
writhing
to
break
Scarlett
's
grip
.
As
she
screamed
,
the
moaning
from
the
second
floor
ceased
and
a
moment
later
Melanie
's
voice
,
weak
and
trembling
,
called
:
"
Scarlett
?
Is
it
you
?
Please
come
!
Please
!
"
Scarlett
dropped
Prissy
's
arm
and
the
wench
sank
whimpering
to
the
steps
.
For
a
moment
Scarlett
stood
still
,
looking
up
,
listening
to
the
low
moaning
which
had
begun
again
.
As
she
stood
there
,
it
seemed
as
though
a
yoke
descended
heavily
upon
her
neck
,
felt
as
though
a
heavy
load
were
harnessed
to
it
,
a
load
she
would
feel
as
soon
as
she
took
a
step
.
She
tried
to
think
of
all
the
things
Mammy
and
Ellen
had
done
for
her
when
Wade
was
born
but
the
merciful
blurring
of
the
childbirth
pains
obscured
almost
everything
in
mist
.
She
did
recall
a
few
things
and
she
spoke
to
Prissy
rapidly
,
authority
in
her
voice
.
"
Build
a
fire
in
the
stove
and
keep
hot
water
boiling
in
the
kettle
.
And
bring
up
all
the
towels
you
can
find
and
that
ball
of
twine
.
And
get
me
the
scissors
.
Do
n't
come
telling
me
you
ca
n't
find
them
.
Get
them
and
get
them
quick
.
Now
hurry
.
"
