. The Ladies' home journal. by stretching a littleto fetch up the hat, heavy and dripping, fronthe bottom of the aquarium. He held th«hat toward Edie, who without a word toolit. Then Mr. Carmichael handed the ladlfback to its owner. Ill pay ten dollars. Twenty-five, said the fish-grotto proprietor. Not a cent less. Those were fanc\fish and not to be picked up every day in tbweek. Eleven, said Mr. Carmichael. I was fond of those fish, said theiiowner. They were pets, so to speak. Eleven-fifty, said Mr. Carmichael. It was cruelty to animals, putting thaihat in with them. I could turn you in to t
. The Ladies' home journal. by stretching a littleto fetch up the hat, heavy and dripping, fronthe bottom of the aquarium. He held th«hat toward Edie, who without a word toolit. Then Mr. Carmichael handed the ladlfback to its owner. Ill pay ten dollars. Twenty-five, said the fish-grotto proprietor. Not a cent less. Those were fanc\fish and not to be picked up every day in tbweek. Eleven, said Mr. Carmichael. I was fond of those fish, said theiiowner. They were pets, so to speak. Eleven-fifty, said Mr. Carmichael. It was cruelty to animals, putting thaihat in with them. I could turn you in to th< Twelve, said Mr. Carmichael. They settled for fifteen, Mr. Carmichaegetting the fish. Edie, the hat, and the fish, in an oversizeckettle loaned by the fishman, occupied th(back of the car on the trip home. It was;slow trip because speed tended to slosh thtwo, out onto the floor. It was a silent trijbecause Edie was thinking, and becaust(Continued on Page 146). LADIES HOME |<)| |{\\|,
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