I don’t see what you can have to say. Her head had been shaved, and around it was swathed a piece of rag, in which a few straws were stuck. Ruth was something to study for future copy; she was almost unbelievable. Here I am as an alternative either to nasty work—or going home. When she came to, she was lying with her head in Martha’s lap, and a livid bruise was forming at the point of a raging headache. ‘I have no idea.
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