She bent down. " "A promise to my mother?" said Winifred, unsuspiciously. A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. ‘But my poor Jacques is wounded and—’ ‘All taken care of,’ interrupted Hilary. I’ve muddled all this business.
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