Ruby's Reward — page 250: what you’re looking at

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The woman had not cried out or made a sign that she was hurt, but her face was as white as the hair clustering about her temples, and as she was freed from the crushing weight that had been forced against her, one arm dropped broken and helpless at her side, and the other hand, from which the glove had been torn, was badly bruised and bleeding. “You are seriously hurt, I fear, madam,” Walter said, as he stooped to recover her traveling-bag, which she had dropped. ‘‘What can I do for you?’ Before replying she lifted her keen eyes and searched his face. Evidently she was satisfied that he was trustworthy, for she said: “Tf you will kindly assist me to the ladies’ room I will thank you.” She spoke composedly, but her very lips were white now, and Walter could see that it was only by a mighty effort of her will that she concealed the agony she was suffering. “Certainly,” he said, and supporting her by the arm, for she was unable to take his, he led her into the ladies’ room and seated her in a chair. “You are very kind,’ she murmured; “and now have you a sharp knife ?” “Yes, madaimn.’”’ And he drew it quickly from his pocket and opened it. . “Please cut off my gloves,” she said; “my hands are swelling rapidly, and they are painful.” Walter knelt betore her and, taking the hand that he had noticed was bleeding, quickly cut the glove away, revealing more plainly the livid and mangled flesh and bruises beneath. He then turned to the other arm, which still hung limp and helpless at her side. ‘Litt it into my lap. It is broken, I fear, for I have no power over it; but the glove must come off immediately.” the woman said, as he hesitated to touch it. He did as she commanded, but the sight that met his eyes when he had removed the glo aos J - manned him; for the bones of the Wrist ey