The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. Even in her painting smock and with her disarranged hair, the likeness between the two girls was marvellous. "Be silent," said Jonathan, striding deliberately into the room; "these cries will avail you nothing. —I do not congratulate you on your success.
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