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He looked at her tenderly, and Jane knew that, if she let go her control
and sobbed out her terror to him, he would be her slave--her master. She
made her choice then. She knew that she yearned for something to sustain
her, which she had not. She even dreamed of what the loyal devotion of a
man like Martin might mean to her in such a moment, but never once did
she blame Jerry that he did not fill her needs.
"Maybe they aren't my needs; maybe they're the needs of my whole sex.
How could he supply that order?" she mused, smilingly, as they rode off
in the cab.
CHAPTER XXI
Jane endured three nervous days at the hospital before she was ill.
Jerry was in and out all day, and Bobs and Jinny Chatfield spent much of
the time with her. She was grateful to them, but secretly she wished
they would not fuss over her. She had wanted to crawl away into this
quiet place, to get this ordeal over by herself.
She was interested in the hospital régime, which was entirely new to
her. She liked the smooth efficiency of it. Quiet nurses coming and
going, doctors padding silently up and down the halls. She had an
agreeable nurse, who answered her questions intelligently. She developed
an interest in the cases about her.
Her room looked off over the Hudson, and she spent hours watching the
boats. She learned the hours of the Albany boat, and often she laughed
at the tugs, they were so like pompous little men. She spoke to Bobs
about it one day.
"The river has just as individual a life as Broadway, and the boats are
so like people."
Bobs smiled at the idea.
"I'm glad you've got something to amuse you. You must be nearly wild
with this waiting."
"Oh, no. I have lots to mull over in my mind. I visited my neighbour
yesterday, and saw her new baby. Bobs, women don't realize yet what
Twilight Sleep is bringing to them. It is one of the biggest discoveries
of our age."
"How, Jane?"
"Don't you see what wide-reaching results it may have for us? If we are
relieved of the nervous shock and agony of birth, if the dread of this
ordeal is lessened, that alone is important. But it will mean everything
to the woman with a job, or the mother with other small children
dependent upon her care."
"You mean her escape from the shock and pain?"
"I mean that she gets up, in two or three days, in almost normal health,
instead of lying by for weeks."
"But your labouring woman gets up now in two or three days, doesn't
she?"
"Yes, but look at the results. Talk to the doctors at the free
dispensaries about what it does to them. I honestly believe that those
two German doctors in the Black Forest have done more to free women than
any other single agency of our times. I'm so glad to live now, Bobs, to
be part of this wonderful century, to take advantage of its big
experiments."
"Jane, the way you eat up the experiences of life is amazing to me!"
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