Now don't quarrel over poor little old me, there's good children. Simply as a matter of fact, I not only examined all the bits I could see in the mirror, but actually had Emma examine me, ocularly & digitally, all over (it was rather fun, actually!); but neither of us could find a single bruise except the one I knew the cause of - having caught my left hip on a corner of the table while trying to inhibit the cat from doing whatever it was she was trying to do under there.

So I'm afraid you don't get your Beater-Up Badge this time, Steve. You'll have to take the test again in front of the Patrol Leaders' Committee after at least another month has elapsed.

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