Wood, was pronounced by that lady to be very much sprained; and she, forthwith, proceeded to bathe it with a reddish-coloured lotion. She never had been much of a looker, but she had stopped worrying about such things long ago. “You belong to me,” he said fiercely; “the marriage certificate is in my pocket. I can't concentrate on my work.
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