Evangeline had surprisingly good self-control when she really had a mind to--if she didn't, she might not have survived this long--so she did not scream when her shoulder popped back into its socket. She did make a very unladylike, pained noise, but she would consider her dignity at least partially saved. She didn't answer Mr. Collins right away, taking a moment to control her breathing as the pain lessened. "Better," she said at last. It was already easier to focus, and Eva opened her eyes again to look up at Mr. Collins. "Thank you."

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