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She ran
from the knave into the women’s quarters. Gosse backed, not even attempting to parry so unorthodox a use of the foil. What the editor had to say none of the three cared just then. I figured it
would hurt your feelings if you knew I still talked to him,
so I kept my mouth shut. 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.
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