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Shall I sew it on for you?" "If you wish. Most of the time, he was hunting and he returned at night. 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. Wood; "I'll not bear it. Miss Mary and me, and Martha too sometimes. It was her job to keep the house as neat as a pin, up to the high standard that Sheila expected, being a nurse. “I have brought you very nearly to my door. ” He closed the door partially behind himself. For a few minutes, she appeared scarcely sensible of his presence.
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