’ ‘But you are bleeding like a pig,’ came the frantic response. For a time he heard no more, and stared with stony eyes at a Book-War proclamation in leaded type that filled half a column of the Times that day. She kicked him in the shin, trying to knock him off his feet. “Everything very nice, I am sure,” Miss Stanley murmured to Capes as he steered her to a place upon the little sofa before the fire. Her whole face stiffened with suppressed anger.
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