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She
looked
all
pale
,
serious
too
.
She
held
out
her
hands
,
she
had
got
the
gag
off
,
but
she
must
have
slept
with
the
cords
(
she
was
still
in
her
dressing
-
gown
)
.
I
undid
them
.
"
Let
me
look
at
it
.
"
I
backed
away
,
she
had
me
very
jumpy
.
"
I
’
ve
nothing
in
my
hands
.
Did
you
wash
it
?
"
Yes
.
"
Disinfectant
?
"
It
’
s
all
right
.
Well
she
went
and
got
a
small
bottle
of
Dettol
she
had
,
she
diluted
some
with
cotton
wool
and
came
back
.
What
’
s
the
game
now
,
I
said
.
"
I
want
to
dab
this
on
.
Sit
down
.
Sit
down
.
"
The
way
she
said
it
you
knew
she
meant
well
.
Funny
,
sometimes
you
knew
she
couldn
’
t
be
lying
.
