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months, and then beat it." "I don't know why we have to have men, anyhow. Put out the gas, Edie. No, don't open the window. The night air makes me cough." Edith started downstairs and set to work in the kitchen. Something would have to be done about the house. Dan was taking to staying out at nights, because the untidy rooms repelled him. And there was the question of food. Her mother had never learned to cook, and recently more and more of the food had been something warmed out of a tin. If only they could keep a girl, one who would scrub and wash dishes. There was a room on the third floor, an attic, full now of her mother's untidy harborings of years, that might be used for a servant. Or she could move up there, and they could get a roomer. The rent would pay a woman to come in now and then to clean up. She had played with that thought before, and the roomer she had had in mind was Willy Cameron. But the knowledge that he knew the Cardews had somehow changed all that. She couldn't picture him going from this sordid house to the Cardew mansion, and worse still, returning to it afterwards. She saw him there, at the Cardews, surrounded by bowing flunkies--a picture of wealth gained from the movies--and by women who moved indolently, trailing through long vistas of ball room and conservatory in low gowns without sleeves, and draped with ropes of pearls. Women who smoked cigarettes after dinner and played bridge for money. She hated the Cardews. On her way to her room she paused at her mother's door. "Asleep yet, mother?" "No. Feel like I'm not going to sleep at all." "Mother," she said, with a desperate catch in her voice, "we've got to change things around here. It isn't fair to Dan, for one thing. We've got to get a girl to do the work. And to do that we'll have to rent a room." She heard the thin figure twist impatiently. "I've never yet been reduced to taking roomers, and I'm not going to let the neighbors begin looking down on me now." "Now, listen, mother--" "Go on away, Edie." "But suppose we could get a young man, a gentleman, who would be out all but three evenings a week. I don't know, but Mr. Cameron at the store isn't satisfied where he is. He's got a dog, and they haven't any yard. We've got a yard." "I won't be bothered with any dog," said the querulous voice, from the darkness. With a gesture of despair the girl turned away. What was the use, anyhow? Let them go on, the
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