” He looked at her intensely, his dark eyes deepened with sleeplessness. He leaned towards her, laid his hand tenderly upon hers. She spoke readily enough, but there was a new timidity in her manner. She sprang to her feet and stood listening with parted lips and eager eyes. Before our marriage there will be no life between you and the estates. Then you may have a bit of a chance. At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. 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. Niece and aunt regarded each other for a moment over their pockethandkerchiefs with watery but antagonistic eyes, each far too profoundly moved to see the absurdity of the position. Gay, by his strokes of pleasantry, whether in his writings or conversation, never lost a friend. “Not really. ” For a moment or two he did not speak. In your heart you know quite well that all that you have said is useless.
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