"All life is a muddle, and we are all muddlers, more or less. It was as if she had grown right past her father into something older and of infinitely wider outlook, as if he had always been unsuspectedly a flattened figure, and now she had discovered him from the other side. ‘You’re not going to kill me this time. “Now here hath been dawning another blue day; I’m just a poor woman, please take it away. Abruptly she got out of bed, smoothed her sheet and straightened her pillow and lay down, and fell almost instantly asleep. She addressed Anna with a beaming smile and a very creditable mixture of condescension and officiousness. And mind he doesn't stir out of your sight, on any pretence whatever, till I call.
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