“And now,” she said, splintering the surviving piece of coal into indignant flame-spurting fragments with one dexterous blow, “what am I to do? “I’m in a hole!—mess is a better word, expresses it better. 47 was no more than a sort of railway compartment on the way to that. But—” The tired woman raised her eyebrows in mild protest. I don't know; I really don't know," she found herself repeating.
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