Eek!

From the way-back machine (going through notes, on deadline): 

“By the way, shaking my dirty clothes basket the other morning, a dead mouse dropped out—starved to death. Nelly believes that I brought him home from Monk’s House in my petticoats. Lottie says if she had shaken him out from her petticoats she would have died. This is about all the news there is” (L 2.430; 15 April 1920; to Vanessa)