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 “You know what I mean. Does she know you're going to stay?”

“Certainly.”

“But where are you going to live?”

“Here.”

“Here?”

“Yes.”

“But but  well, what is this all about, anyhow?”

She sat up in the bed and regarded him for a moment, a light smile playing around her lips. Before she spoke she yawned; then in a cool, even tone of voice, announced “I’m going to have a baby.”

“But,” he began after a moment, “can’t you—can't you ?”

“I’ve tried everything and now it’s too late. There’s nothing to do but have it.”