To-night there seemed to be a new brilliancy in her eyes, a deeper quality in her tone. 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. The noise of a bolt came to Alderley’s ears.
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