She helped Jack to sit down, and dragged the jacket off him, lifting his shirt to expose the gash that had sliced across his side. They cleaned up the mess as best they could and she went home with him docilely. “Sir John!” Annabel gasped. ’ ‘So would you run away,’ she uttered impulsively. I am no use for a clerk, because I do not understand shorthand.
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