The wound lay open for five seconds, and then closed neatly as if it had been stitched by invisible hands. "Drink your peg; don't bother about me. ’ She edged sideways a little more, her eyes on the pistol in his hand. His chest heaved violently, and big tears coursed rapidly down his cheeks. She traveled through back yards and quiet side streets on her way home, careful to avoid the main thoroughfares, fraught as they were with people in cars who would recognize her person or notice her dress. “You wish me to stay?” he asked, in a low tone. But I have not done so, and will not.
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