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Beau chuckled. “Oh really? Dirt on that part of my trousers.” He shrugged. “If you say so, mon ami.” He checked to make sure the clean bandages and the splint on Alexander’s broken leg were all in place and tight enough, then sat back on his heels. “It looks like you’ll be going home soon, then. At least, to a facility in London where you’ll be able to get better care than in a field hospital.”














