She helped Jack to sit down, and dragged the jacket off him, lifting his shirt to expose the gash that had sliced across his side. “Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee. ‘Jacques?’ she called. The night was clear and moonlit, dazzling with even light blue shadows that shone into manicured lawns and pristine gardens. There it was—to be borrowed. This one was Henry Esmond, that one the melancholy Marius, and so forth and so on; never any villains. But all this business has driven it clean out of my head.
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