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“What? She replied, still hazy. She assumed with a kind of mesmeric force all the propositions that Ann Veronica wanted her to define. Dead or alive, I'll have him. She began to act. 17 up-train. 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. That is what marriage is to most young women: the ultimate escape from the family, from the unwritten laws that govern children. That is why Wall Street broke your father; he was honest. He remembered it suddenly. I've been thinking about it ever since morning. .
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