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and plunged into something vaster and deeper. But whereas Simpkins had been snatched by Death, had gone off into some vast unknown, Adelaide, infinitely more puzzling, was being snatched by Life, for something more instant and actual than any simply man-made activity like war.
Here at her knees, instead of her hard-boiled adequate, war-minded cousin, was simply an animal that writhed and bellowed in contest, not with a mortal enemy but with the remorseless drive of Life itself; Life that was so much more agonizing than Death and yet was what people always chose rather than Death: Life that rent and tore, mired and bestialized until, beside this exhibition of birth, a concentration camp seemed an austere, cleanly, monastic order. Even Adelaide's face seemed to be smudged out, all personal expression and character gone, while her body seemed a shapeless bag within which some violent animal was kicking and pounding to break its way out.
And when Dr. Charles took over, the second act was not less surprising, not less incongruous with that attitude which she had built up and taken as Basic Realism. The child emerged, as all children have always emerged, with more outrageous assault on the decencies of every one of the five senses than a massacre could make. But that was not the final shock. That was psychological, not physical. That was Adelaide's reaction. She lay gasping, sweating, swabbed. The billowing smell of chloroform gave a final wash of nausea to the rank farm odors that lay heavily about the room. And, sunken in all this, Adelaide, the neat, the repressed, lay sprawled. Her body might well be out of kilter after such an extraction. It was not the physical sprawl that hit Miss

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