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. I had two slices. A man as rich as you are ought to have a thousand-ton yacht. For a moment she remained silent. The office is a sight—not one sheet of paper on another; bills and receipts everywhere. The well of tears in her eyes was dry. Strange, I shouldn't know him when he called on me. To-night she could have hugged both the old maids. The great ordeal—that which she had most dreaded—had proved to be no ordeal at all. “My dear Vee!” Her voice became very low.
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