The little grating in the door, the sense of constant inspection, worried her. " "That isn't the point, Hoddy. "What's that to you?" demanded Jonathan, gruffly. ” He stepped back as though he had received a blow. Melusine ripped strips off her under-petticoats and fashioned a pad, which she bandaged as tightly as she could over the wound, working swiftly, unperturbed by the gore. " "Bring him here,—let me see him—let me embrace him—let me be assured that he is safe, and I am yours.
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