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"
You
are
going
?
"
"
Yes
.
Are
n't
you
relieved
?
I
leave
you
to
what
remains
of
your
conscience
.
"
He
paused
and
looked
down
at
the
baby
,
putting
out
a
finger
for
the
child
to
grip
.
"
I
suppose
Frank
is
bursting
with
pride
?
"
"
Oh
,
of
course
.
"
"
Has
a
lot
of
plans
for
this
baby
,
I
suppose
?
"
"
Oh
,
well
,
you
know
how
silly
men
are
about
their
babies
.
"
"
Then
,
tell
him
,
"
said
Rhett
and
stopped
short
,
an
odd
look
on
his
face
,
"
tell
him
if
he
wants
to
see
his
plans
for
his
child
work
out
,
he
'd
better
stay
home
at
night
more
often
than
he
's
doing
.
"
"
What
do
you
mean
?
"
"
Just
what
I
say
.
Tell
him
to
stay
home
"
