Besides, she had
admitted her identity. 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. “I will make of the days and weeks one long
morning, but remember the afternoon must come. I’m six hundred and
forty-eight years old, John! I should have never seduced a
young boy, let alone expected him to keep my secrets for
me. “You see,” he said, “from my point of view you’re grown up—
you’re as old as all the goddesses and the contemporary of any man alive.
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