The women, Ann Veronica thought, were not quite so interesting as the men. Things were thrown here and there, to be taken up, or again cast aside, as the whim arose; while the broken-backed chairs and crazy table bore the marks of many a conflict. Stanley, standing up with a sudden geniality and rubbing his hands together. "Very well," said Rachel, with a toss of her pretty head, "very well. Somebody tricked you back yonder—baited you for spite. 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.
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