[Editorial] particolor -> parti-color

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 				<p>Hugh imprisoned the little hand in his own huge ones, and smiled at the girl.</p>
 				<p>“I call that just sweet of you,” he answered. “Just sweet.⁠ ⁠… Having people worry about me is not much in my line, but I think I rather like it.”</p>
 				<p>“You’re the most impossible person,” she remarked, releasing her hand. “What sort of a night did you have?”</p>
-				<p>“Somewhat particoloured,” returned Hugh lightly. “Like the hoary old curate’s egg⁠—calm in parts.”</p>
+				<p>“Somewhat parti-coloured,” returned Hugh lightly. “Like the hoary old curate’s egg⁠—calm in parts.”</p>
 				<p>“But why did you go at all?” she cried, beating her hands together. “Don’t you realise that if anything happens to you, I shall never forgive myself?”</p>
 				<p>The soldier smiled reassuringly.</p>
 				<p>“Don’t worry, little girl,” he said. “Years ago I was told by an old gipsy that I should die in my bed of old age and excessive consumption of invalid port.⁠ ⁠… As a matter of fact, the cause of my visit was rather humorous. They abducted me in the middle of the night, with an ex-soldier of my old battalion, who was, I regret to state, sleeping off the effects of much indifferent liquor in my rooms.”</p>