She could not look at him through an interval that
seemed to her a vast gulf of time. Wild, he asserted, had robbed him of a large
sum of money, and till it was restored he would never plead. —'Why, hang every bailiff that sets a foot in your territories, and you're
safe,' says I. ‘Which presupposes that
she needs to hide at all. 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. These sham ideals and
advanced notions. Close upon this came another thought. ‘You do not try. He's as
generous as he's frolicsome. \"
\"It's Diedermayer. ‘Cajolery? This is not your style. She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle
into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth. —Sorry to quit your lord—worships, I mean,—I don't know
what I mean," she added, a little confused, and dropping a profound curtsey to
the disguised noblemen, each of whom replied by a bow, worthy, in her opinion,
of a prince of the blood at the least,—"but I've a few necessary orders to give
below. Jack, who had something of the Spartan in his
composition, endured his martyrdom without flinching; and carried his stoical
indifference so far, as even to make a mocking grimace in Sharples's face, while
that amiable functionary thrust Thames into the recess beside him.
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