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He donned his winter
coat. I’m in a mess—a
nasty mess! a filthy mess! Oh, no end of a mess!
“Do you hear, Ann Veronica?—you’re in a nasty, filthy, unforgivable mess!
“Haven’t I just made a silly mess of things?
“Forty pounds! I haven’t got twenty!”
She got up, stamped with her foot, and then, suddenly remembering the lodger
below, sat down and wrenched off her boots. All the turnkeys rose to salute the thief-taker, whose habitually-sullen
countenance looked gloomier than usual. I have done from
the first moment I saw you. So completely! The oddest fitness! What is it made
of? Texture of skin and texture of mind? Complexion and voice. Then she shrugged. Most of the boys did not possess
the manners that he did. ”
“So far as one can judge from the system in practice,” said Ann Veronica,
speaking in a loud, common-sense, detached tone, and beginning to walk slowly
but resolutely toward the lawn, “it doesn’t work. If
she’s over, he probably knows all about it. She had thought to wear it now, since she must look more the
demoiselle.
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