“‘Go it, missie,’ they said; “kick aht!’
“I swore at that policeman—and disgusted him. At length, he fell down on the road, fully expecting each
moment would prove his last. But I mean to have them. But after all, what did it matter
whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and
one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols. She could manage
the major. 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. We've never caught him cheating at cards; too
clever; but we know he cheats. Even Ah Cum had resumed his Oriental shell of reserve.
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