" And he led the way to an inner room, in the middle of which stood a table, covered with a large white cloth. Had it not been for the Plague, she might have had her own babies. “I’d rather go as a chorus-girl,” she said. With the extra seventy-five pounds she had put after birthing her final son, Steven, her knees weren’t in good shape to be running up and down stairs all day. The baby boy was delivered in a sea of black blood, born dead and blue, and strangled by plague. But, be like a son to her. On the second day out he was helped to a steamer-chair on deck; on the third day, his arm across Ruth's shoulder, he walked from his chair to the foremast and back. "Hurrah! come along, Thames; we're free. . You didn’t see me fall into a swoon when you cursed just now, did you?’ ‘I’m beginning to doubt if anything less than a sledgehammer would send you into a swoon,’ Gerald retorted.
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