’ A burning at his chest, the general ground his teeth. She bounced onto her bottom. “Come upstairs,” she said, “and I will show you your room. 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. “My dear Miss Stanley, when I talked to you the other afternoon of work and politics and such-like things, my mind was all the time resenting it beyond measure. She doesn't understand; she believes he has taken a sudden dislike to her. He only stays here for you, hoping in vain.
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