His anger gave way to grim humour and he thrust towards them, leaning heavily on his cane. All these wonderful comrades, henceforth and for ever hers. "But to drag this innocent child into the muck! With her head full of book nonsense—love stories and fairy stories! Have you any idea of the tragedy she is bound to stumble upon some day? I don't care about you. 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. But how close? She glanced about at the shrouded furnishings for possible cover. I made a wrong choice, it seems—but my voice remains. It would be an ice storm by midnight if it did not let up.
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