It's a nasty mess, and I'll have to read up on it before I tackle the job." "I don't see that it's my fault," she began.

"I couldn't help it because he kissed me.

I never dreamed he would attempt it." "We didn't fight for that reason.

But there isn't time to explain.

If you'll get dressings and bandages ready I'll look up 'gun-shot wounds' and see what's to be done." "Is he bleeding seriously ?" she asked.
"No; the bullet seems to have missed the important arteries.