The two girls put on shoes and started walking towards the north side of town. He had never wanted daughters. 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 petals have fallen—the red petals we loved so. She wanted to turn him. Essentially the talk was a mixture of fragments of sentences heard, of passages read, or arguments indicated rather than stated, and all of it was served in a sauce of strange enthusiasm, thin yet intense. She would not look at him, would not think of him; when her mind wavered, then she muttered to herself in the darkness so as to keep hold of her generalizations. Because of the Dance. He turned round toward her and found her looking at him and standing very still. "Surely," she said, after a pause, "you don't attach any importance to what my mother has just said. "Von't you hear me?—ough! ough!" demanded Sharples, after a pause. He comforted himself, however, with the certainty which he felt of capturing his prey on the Sunday.
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