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Updated: May 14, 2025
If there had been any way under heaven for me to get out of it I would have hailed the opening with delight. I would have blessed any accident that would have been the means of sending me to bed for a week or two, and I would have taken the small-pox thankfully. But there was no release. Like an ass, as I was, I had agreed to take Mallon's trip, and I must go ahead if it made or unmade me.
Laughing, the girls walked with him across the street to Mallon's Hardware Emporium, where baskets of jelly glasses were set out on the damp sidewalk, with enamel saucepans marked "29c." and "19c." in black paint, carpet sweepers, oil stoves, and pink-and-blue glass vases.
"You go to Dutch's because it's right down near Bonestell's and Mallon's and the Pool Parlour!" Leonard shot her a threatening glance, accepted a half-permission, snatched his cap and was gone. The parlour was large, cold, and uncomfortable, its woodwork brown, its walls papered in dark green.
Mallon's Hardware Emporium, the Five-and-Ten-Cent Store, still with its pillars of twisted handkerchiefs, Mason and White's how familiar they were! And the old Bank, with its wide windows and double roller shades was familiar, too.
"What are you going down town for?" asked Lydia. "I ought to have some rubber rings from Mallon's." "I'm taking a lot of things down I have to pass the cleaner's anyway," answered Martie. "I'll get them, and send them." "Oh, bring them; they'll go in your pocket," Lydia said. "Well, Ted, what'll you do when these measles are over, and you have to go back to school?
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