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"
I
’
m
in
the
Cabinet
.
"
"
You
’
re
in
some
mess
.
"
"
Cheer
up
,
Fergy
.
Cheer
up
just
a
little
.
"
"
I
’
m
not
cheered
by
seeing
you
.
I
know
the
mess
you
’
ve
gotten
this
girl
into
.
You
’
re
no
cheerful
sight
to
me
.
"
Catherine
smiled
at
me
and
touched
me
with
her
foot
under
the
table
.
"
No
one
got
me
in
a
mess
,
Fergy
.
I
get
in
my
own
messes
.
"
"
I
can
’
t
stand
him
,
"
Ferguson
said
.
"
He
’
s
done
nothing
but
ruin
you
with
his
sneaking
Italian
tricks
.
Americans
are
worse
than
Italians
.
"
"
The
Scotch
are
such
a
moral
people
,
"
Catherine
said
.
"
I
don
’
t
mean
that
.
I
mean
his
Italian
sneakiness
.
"
"
Am
I
sneaky
,
Fergy
?
"
