As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray flannels appeared. Sheila decided to do a little laundry one day, clothes that were in Lucy’s hamper, a dirty clothes bin that Lucy had insisted that she have for herself separate from the family one. For a few moments, Thames regarded the little girl through the half-opened door in silence. “You go home,” he said, at parting; “you go home. '—'No fear o' that,' thought I.
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