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"
I
talked
with
Miss
Baker
,
"
I
said
after
a
moment
.
"
I
'm
going
to
call
up
Daisy
to-morrow
and
invite
her
over
here
to
tea
.
"
"
Oh
,
that
's
all
right
,
"
he
said
carelessly
.
"
I
do
n't
want
to
put
you
to
any
trouble
.
"
"
What
day
would
suit
you
?
"
"
What
day
would
suit
you
?
"
he
corrected
me
quickly
.
"
I
do
n't
want
to
put
you
to
any
trouble
,
you
see
.
"
"
How
about
the
day
after
to-morrow
?
"
He
considered
for
a
moment
.
Then
,
with
reluctance
:
"
I
want
to
get
the
grass
cut
,
"
he
said
.
We
both
looked
at
the
grass
--
there
was
a
sharp
line
where
my
ragged
lawn
ended
and
the
darker
,
well-kept
expanse
of
his
began
.
I
suspected
that
he
meant
my
grass
.
"
There
's
another
little
thing
,
"
he
said
uncertainly
,
and
hesitated
.
"
Would
you
rather
put
it
off
for
a
few
days
?
"
I
asked
.
"
Oh
,
it
is
n't
about
that
.
At
least
--
--
"
He
fumbled
with
a
series
of
beginnings
.
"
Why
,
I
thought
--
why
,
look
here
,
old
sport
,
you
do
n't
make
much
money
,
do
you
?
"
