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. "The part was crooked," she explained. After feasting his eye upon this superb panorama, he was about to return, when he ascertained from a farmer that his nearest road to Willesden would be down a lane a little further on, to the right. ‘It is nothing at all of the kind. Yes, yes; that was all very well in ordinary cases; but yonder was a soul in travail, if ever she had seen one. She had slept badly at first in a long chair next to the fire waiting for him to return, but caught on after that.
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