“You are too good for me,” she said in a low voice. "No such thing," rejoined the jailer; "he's coming on business. 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. The darkness was almost palpable; and
the wind which, hitherto, had been blowing in gusts, was suddenly lulled. So overjoyed was the carpenter with the successful issue of his undertaking, that
he scarcely paused a moment to recruit himself; but, securing the child, set out
upon his return. That would
be fun, eh?"
"I wonder if you know how kind you are? You are like somebody out of a book.
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