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"Don't you know me, mother?" "Ah!" shrieked Mrs. " "There was Father," suggested Angelina gently. If you can imagine it, I survived it. 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. “It’s funny, the way a good house feels. “As if it could possibly matter what such a person thinks of you. They have no ideas what to do with us. "Now stand before me, Poll. We should not bar any engagements at private houses, but in other respects the arrangement must be exclusive.
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