Booth, actually. [Straightening up, he set his pocket knife and spot of wood aside with all the air of a man who was embarrassed to have cut himself in Manly Company. Which, to an extent, he was.] Advice booth. I saw it in the funny pages once.
[Raising his hand up, he pressed against the wound. It was a thin slice, but it's no good leaving bits of blood about.]
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[Raising his hand up, he pressed against the wound. It was a thin slice, but it's no good leaving bits of blood about.]