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ic flow so as to leave the intersection clear。 As the siren grew louder and the flashing warning light became visible； threading its way toward him； the patrolman inflated his cheeks and blew two sharp whistle blasts。 Then； signaling a halt to all traffic in the side roads； he authoritatively waved the ambulance driver through a red light。 Pedestrians at the intersection； turning their heads curiously； caught a blurred glimpse of a young woman's white face as the ambulance swept by。
Inside； Elizabeth was only dimly conscious of their progress through the busy city streets。 She sensed they were moving fast； but the buildings and people outside were a confused pattern racing past the window near her head。 Momentarily； between each onset of pain； she could see the driver up ahead； his two big hands nursing the wheel； turning quickly； first right； then left； taking advantage of every opening as it occurred。 Then the pain came back and all she could think of was to cry out and to hold on。
〃Hold my wrists！ And hang on all you want。〃 It was the ambulance attendant； leaning over her。 He had a stubble of beard and a cleft chin； and for a moment Elizabeth believed it was her father e here now to fort her。 But her father was dead； hadn't he been killed at the railroad？ Or perhaps he had not and he was in this ambulance along with her； being taken to some place they could be cared for together。 Then her head cleared and she saw it was not her father but a stranger whose wrists were red with the gouge marks her nails had made。
She had time to touch the marks before the next pain came。 It was a gesture； all she could do。 The man shook his head。 〃Don't worry。 Just you hold on all you want。 We'll be there soon。 Old Joe up front is the best wagon driver in the city。〃 Then the pain again； worse than before； the intervals between growing shorter； the sensation as if all her bones were being twisted beyond endurance with the agony centered in her back； the torture of it overflowing into a flame of red； yellow； purple in front of her eyes。 Her nails dug deeper and she screamed。
〃Can you feel the baby ing？〃 It was the attendant again； he had waited until the last pain subsided； then leaned close。
She managed to nod her head and gasp。 〃I 。 。 。 I think so。〃
〃All right。〃 He eased his hands gently away。 〃Hang on to this for a minute。〃 He gave her a towel he had rolled tight； then turned back the blanket over the stretcher and began to loosen her clothing。 He talked softly while he worked。 〃We'll do the best we can if we have to。 It wouldn't be the first one I've delivered in here。 I'm a grandfather； you see； so I know what it's all about。〃 His last words were drowned out by her cry； once more； at her back； flooding around her； blinding； overpowering； the crescendo of agony； crushing； unrelenting。 〃Please！〃 She grasped for his wrists again； and he gave them； faint lines of blood appearing as her nails ripped flesh。 Turning his head； he called forward； 〃How are we doing； Joe？〃
〃Just went through Main and Liberty。〃 The big hands turned the wheel sharply right。 〃There was a cop there； he had it sorted。 Saved us a good minute。〃 A swing to the left； then the head leaned back。 〃You a godfather yet？〃
〃Not quite； Joe。 It's getting pretty close though； I reckon。〃
Again the wheel spinning； a sharp turn to the right。 Afterward： 〃We're on the home stretch； boy。 Try to keep the cork in a minute more。〃
All Elizabeth could think； through the miasma that engulfed her； was： My baby…he'll be born too soon！ He'll die！ Oh God； don't let him die！ Not this time！ Not again！
In Obstetrics； Dr。 Dornberger was scrubbed and gowned。 Emerging from the scrub room into the busy interior hallway which separated the labor rooms from the delivery areas； he looked around him。 Seeing him through the glass partitions of her office； Mrs。 Yeo； the head nurse； got up and came toward him； holding a clip board。
〃Here's the blood…sensitivity report on your patient； Dr。 Dornberger。 It just came in from Pathology。〃 She held out the board so he could read without touching it。
〃About time！〃 Unusual for him； it was almost a growl。 Scanning the form on top of the clip board； he said； 〃Sensitivity negative； eh？ Well； there's no problem there。 Is everything else ready？〃
〃Yes； Doctor。〃 Mrs。 Yeo smiled。 She was a tolerant woman who felt that every man； including her own husband； was entitled to be grouchy now and then。
〃How about an incubator？〃
〃It's here now。〃
As Dornberger glanced around； a nurse held the outer doorway wide while a woman orderly wheeled in an Isolette incubator。 Holding the trailing cord clear of the floor； the orderly glanced inquiringly at Mrs。 Yeo。
〃In number two； please。〃
The orderly nodded and wheeled the incubator through a second swing door immediately ahead。 As it closed behind her a girl clerk came toward them from the nursing office。
〃Excuse me； Mrs。 Yeo。〃
〃Yes？〃
〃Emergency just phoned。〃 The girl turned to Dornberger。 〃Your patient just arrived； Doctor； and she's on the way up。 They say she's well advanced in labor。〃
Ahead of the hospital stretcher； to which she had been transferred from the ambulance； Elizabeth could see the young intern who had received her on arrival。 Moving forward at a steady but unhurried pace； he was clearing a way； calmly and methodically； through the groups of people in the busy main…floor corridor。 〃Emergency 。 。 。 emergency； please。〃 The words were quiet； almost casual； but their effect was immediate。 Passers…by halted； groups moved back against the wall； to allow the small procession…intern； stretcher； and nurse propelling it…to go by。 At the corridor's end an elevator operator had seen them and was clearing the car。
〃Next car； please。 This car for an emergency。〃 Obediently the occupants moved out and the stretcher rolled in。 The smooth； established drill of hospital procedure was functioning effortlessly to admit another supplicant。
Something of the calm seemed to transfer itself to Elizabeth。 Though the pain was continuous now； and a new pressure in her uterus was building up； she found herself able to endure both better than before。 She discovered that by biting her lower lip； and by gripping the edge of the sheet which covered her； it was possible not to cry out。 She knew； though； that the final stage of birth had begun； involuntarily she began to bear down and； between her thighs； felt the first beginning of emergence。
Now they were in the elevator with the doors gliding closed and the nurse behind reaching down and holding her hand。 〃Just a minute or two more； that's all it will be。〃 Then the doors were opened again and she saw Dr。 Dornberger； gowned and waiting for her。
As if there were a hope that he had misread them earlier； Dr。 Pearson picked up the two telegrams again。 Looking at them； he put them down one at a time。 〃Malignant！ Benign！ And no doubt in either one。 We're back where we started。〃
〃Not quite；〃 David Coleman said quietly。 〃We've lost almost three days。〃
〃I know！ I know！〃 Joe Pearson was beating a bulky fist into his palm； uncertainty around him like a mantle。 〃If it is malignant； the leg has to be amputated quickly； otherwise we'll