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"If," interrupted Jackson, changing his tone: "he does live. 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. Her recent attitude towards him was undoubtedly a pose. “You decline to help us in any way, then,” he said. In doing so, he had to clamber up the immense heap of bricks and rubbish which now littered the floor, amounting almost to a car-load, and reaching up nearly to the top of the chimney-piece. No one could take the place for anything but what it was, and even Gosse hesitated in the doorway. She made herself serenely unaware of his existence, though it may be it was his presence that sent her by the field detour instead of by the direct path up the Avenue. He thought her only an orphan in search of her English relatives. “So, how’d it go?” Lucy sighed.
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