” Anna showed him the way. Somebody may be on the watch—perhaps, that old ginger-hackled Jew. “I could not have stayed in Paris and waited for news. 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. She flew up from her stool and faced the door. ‘Believe it or not, I do it for pleasure.
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