The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. Sheppard uttered a piercing scream. “I can’t conceive what you want. shouldn’t be friends. He took up his hat and went. ” He was silent for some moments. Suddenly she understood. Suppose her father turned her out of doors! She did not care, she meant to go. “There is something to be said for the lady-like theory after all,” she admitted.
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