Winston Graham. Storm surge (№ 383238)

When I see hundreds of children coming into this world among the poverty, misery and hardship, are receiving some kind of inept midwife, unable to help his mother, snacking on the teeth of the umbilical cord when she gives the child a drop of gin, not the food, and all of these children, or nearly all, from the beginning, from the first months of life, no matter what happens later, is perfect in every way, it is very strange to observe the paradox of a child from a rich family, who was the father of the child surrounded with care and attention, like a Princess and he is flawed, sick enough to heal it above human forces.