” “Give me something to do,” said Ann Veronica, interrupting her persuasions at last. I’d rather starve!” For a moment the conversation hung upon that declaration. 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. Then suddenly her spirit rose in revolt.
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