Dilcey was head woman and midwife at Twelve Oaks, and, since the marriage six months ago, Pork had deviled his master night and day to buy Dilcey, so the two could live on the same plantation.
She is going to have a difficult time, even in the best of circumstances—very narrow in the hips, as you know, and probably will need forceps for her delivery, so I don’t want any ignorant darky midwife meddling with her.
She knew less than nothing of midwifery.
Prissy knew all about midwifery.
Thank God, Prissy knew all about midwifery.
How could she sleep after that nightmare of screaming pain and ignorant midwifery that hurt more than it helped?
"A fine midwife your Prissy will make," Scarlett remarked caustically.
"Well’m, Prissy ain’ fixin’ ter be no cow midwife, Miss Scarlett," Pork said tactfully.
For a moment her mind refused to accept the truth, but when realization finally came to her that Prissy knew no more about midwifery than she did, anger went over her like a flame.
There are no more uses of "midwife" in the book.
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