“Arabella stood at her right, bathing her forehead every time one of the pains ended. Esme emerged from a swooping black wave of pain to find that Lady Bonnington, standing to her left, was exhorting her to greater efforts, and Arabella, not to be outdone, was instructing the midwife to hurry things along. “There’s no need to hurry things along,” Mrs. Pluck, the midwife, responded with a glimmer of irritation. “The course of nature will do it. And Lady Rawlings has the hips for it, that she does....” “A little less conversation about my niece’s hips, if you please,” Arabella snapped. “There’s no need to be vulgar.” “Arabella, you’re a fool,” Lady Bonnington announced with her usual politeness. Esme took a breath, feeling the pain coming again. It was worse than she had ever imagined, rather like being scalded from the toes up. She struggled her way back out of the pain a moment later, dimly hearing Arabella’s congratulations. Her aunt seemed to have decided that Esme needed applause after every contraction.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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