Chapter 2“I – don’t understand what this is – all about,” Melina faltered.
The stranger smiled and she saw that now the blood was beginning to trickle down his cheek after he had removed the lather,
“You’re – bleeding!”
“It’s only a scratch,” he replied.
“Is that what you call it?” she asked a little dryly, as she turned towards her dressing table and taking some cleansing tissues from their box, held them out to him.
Crossing to the mirror he began to wipe away the blood. It was undoubtedly a deep scratch and without saying anything Melina handed him a small bottle of antiseptic that she always carried with her.
“I can see you are a very practical girl,” he remarked as he took it from her.
“I am wondering if you ought to have a stitch or two in it,” she said.
He shook his head.
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