But I 'm beat now , and beat I must be . I 've made my bed , and I must lie on it . Foul I would be , and foul I am , as an Irishwoman said to me once ; and little I heeded it . It 's all my own fault : but it 's too late . '' And he cried so bitterly that Tom began crying too . `` Never too late , '' said the fairy , in such a strange soft new voice that Tom looked up at her ; and she was so beautiful for the moment , that Tom half fancied she was her sister . No more was it too late . For , as poor Grimes cried and blubbered on , his own tears did what his mother 's could not do , and Tom 's could not do , and nobody 's on earth could do for him ; for they washed the soot off his face and off his clothes ; and then they washed the mortar away from between the bricks ; and the chimney crumbled down ; and Grimes began to get out of it . Up jumped the truncheon , and was going to hit him on the crown a tremendous thump , and drive him down again like a cork into a bottle . But the strange lady put it aside . `` Will you obey me if I give you a chance ? '' `` As you please , ma'am . You 're stronger than me -- that I know too well , and wiser than me , I know too well also . And , as for being my own master , I 've fared ill enough with that as yet . So whatever your ladyship pleases to order me ; for I 'm beat , and that 's the truth . '' `` Be it so then -- you may come out . But remember , disobey me again , and into a worse place still you go . '' `` I beg pardon ma'am , but I never disobeyed you that I know of . I never had the honour of setting eyes upon you till I came to these ugly quarters . '' `` Never saw me ?
Who said XXXXX you , Those that will be foul , foul they will be ? ''
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