Capes went first, finding footholds and, where the drops in the strataedges came like long, awkward steps, placing Ann Veronica’s feet. “Hospital? What for? What’s the matter with me?” Courtlaw’s voice sank to a whisper. "The shoulder-clappers!" added a lady, who, in her anxiety to join the party, had unintentionally substituted her husband's nether habiliments for her own petticoats. The smile had become a laugh. He heard Rollo's stump beat a gentle tattoo on the floor.
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