‘But my poor Jacques is wounded and—’ ‘All taken care of,’ interrupted Hilary. ” She replied. But one day he came to me. "I never told anybody," she went on. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother might have cuddled a child. It was not as bad a wound as she had at first thought, and the blood was only oozing now.
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