Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. The stain was blood, but this was a stain that resulted from being up one’s elbows in blood! She smiled a nurse’s knowing smile. She was now permitted freely to study the face. His name is John. He's a Welshman, and I wouldn't for a trifle that any accident befel him. O'Higgins, but I decline to give you the least information. The perception of him flooded her being. I’ve told them all that was necessary, but I— wanted to ask your pardon—for having made myself a nuisance to you, and for breaking into your rooms—and to thank you—the doctor says you bound up my wound—or I should have bled to death. I was rude and stupid.
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