’ ‘Yes, do so,’ rejoined Melusine enthusiastically. 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 won't reproach you, Jack," said the other, sternly. " "Wait a bit, massa," replied the grinning negro,—"lilly bit—see all right fust. She has given herself up to social work.
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