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When the 'bus lurched past them the woman who had screamed the oath after Blanche LeHaye laughed shrilly and made a face, like a naughty child, whereupon the others laughed in falsetto chorus. A touch of real color showed in Blanche LeHaye's flabby cheek. "I'll show'm she snarled. That hussy of a Zella Dacre thinkin' she can get my part away from me the last week or so, the lyin' sneak.
You're coming with me, more for my sake than for yours, because the thought of you sitting here, like this, would sour the day for me." Blanche LeHaye's fingers were picking at the pin which fastened her gown. She smiled, uncertainly. "What's your game?" she inquired. "I'll wait for you downstairs," said Emma McChesney, pleasantly. "Do you ever have any luck with caramel icing?
After dinner, in the cool of the sitting-room, with the shades drawn, and their skirts tucked halfway to their knees, things looked propitious for that first stroke in the plan which had worked itself out in Emma McChesney's alert mind. She caught Blanche LeHaye's eye, and smiled. "This beats burlesquing, doesn't it?" she said. She leaned forward a bit in her chair.
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