Passage In the later summer of that year we lived in a house in a village that looked across the river and the plain to the mountains. In the bed of the river there were pebbles and boulders, dry and white in the sun, and the water was clear and swiftly moving and blue in the channels. Troops went by the house and down the road and the dust they raised powdered the leaves of the trees. The trunks of the trees too were dusty and the leaves fell early that year and we saw the troops marching along the road and the dust rising and leaves, stirred by the breeze, falling and the soldiers marching and afterward the road bare and white except for the leaves. Poor, poor dear Gat. And this was the price you paid for sleeping together. This was the end of the trap. This was what people got for loving each other. Thank God for gas, anyway. What must it have been like before there were anesthetics？ Once it started, they were in the mill-race. Catherine had a good time in the time of pregnancy. It wasn t bad. She was hardly ever sick. She was not awfully uncomfortable until toward the last. So now they got her in the end. You never got away with anything, Get away hell I It would have been the same if we had been married fifty times. And what if she should die？ She wont die. People dont die in childbirth nowadays. That was what all husbands thought. Yes, but what if she should die？ She wont die. She s just having a bad time. Afterward we d say what a bad time and Catherine would say it wasn t really so bad. But what if she should die. Questions:
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