” Hill looked up at him, an unkempt, rough-looking object, with broken collar, tumbled hair, and the blood slowly dripping from his face. " "Dear me!" sympathised Mrs. “I had the pleasure of—er—meeting you more than once, I believe. Wild, Captain?" remonstrated the other, in a deferential tone. She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. Her tone was hoarse with passion. “And let’s have a look at you, Vee!” said Mr.
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