"We're not experts, you know," said the freckled girl.
"I'm sure it's a dreadful cut," said Miss Walshingham.
"It ain't much reely," said Kipps; "and you're taking a lot of trouble. I'm sorry I broke that window. I can't think what I could have been doing."
"It isn't so much the cut at the time, it's the poisoning afterwards," came the voice of the maiden lady.
"Of course I'm quite willing to pay for the window," panted Kipps opulently.
"We must make it just as tight as possible, to stop the bleeding," said the freckled girl.
"I don't think it's much reely," said Kipps. "I'm awful sorry I broke that window, though."
"Put your finger on the knot, dear," said the freckled girl.
"Eh?" said Kipps; "I mean——"