” They were in the elder Widgett girl’s bedroom; Hetty was laid up, she said, with a sprained ankle, and a miscellaneous party was gossiping away her tedium. He tore his gaze away, aware of the quickening of his heartbeat. The agony on the sands now ceased to puzzle her. She saw how overworked he was. ” “You are,” he answered unconsciously. When he was up and about, the idea of flight would return. “Do you need me to remind you that your patient is bleeding to death?” He dropped on his knees by the man’s side and made a hurried examination. She hesitated, and for a moment thought of omitting her second verse altogether. Section 1.
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