But, it can't be helped. “I might have muddled for a time. He had shaved his side-whiskers and come over in flannels, but he was still indisputably the same person who had attended Ann Veronica for the measles and when she swallowed the fish-bone. But what did the occupant of the box care? The laugh was always with the dead: they were out of the muddle.
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