” He said. 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. "And you, Marvel, you must have
been a party—"
"I, Sir!"
"If he's not found, I'll get a new hangman. A mutual recognition took place at the same instant between the
stranger and this individual. It had gone with the rest. He's the only
native I trust in these parts. And now, Sir Rowland," he continued, turning to the
knight, "to our own concerns. At least, you are one, and I am disguised like one.
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