“How are you feeling?” She asked with grave concern in her voice. The expression pervading the countenance of the one was vulgarity; of the other, that which is rarely found, except in persons of high birth. 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. “We do not want the men,” said Miss Miniver; “we do not want them, with their sneers and loud laughter. All I had to do was to piece them together. There was no point in rushing into the long walk home.
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