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           Buttohishorrorheheardthemsweepinganddusting,throwingouthalf-emptysacks,pastingnewlabelsoncans,puttingdishesandpotsandpansindrawersthathadstoodemptyforyears.Eventheknives,whichhadlainlikeacatchofsilveryfishonthekitchentables,weredumpedintoboxes.

           GrandfatherhadbeenlisteningbehindDouglasforafullfiveminutes.Somewhatuneasilyhescratchedhischin."NowthatIthinkofit,thatkitchen’sbeenamessrightondowntheline.Thingsneedalittlearrangement,nodoubt.AndifwhatAuntRoseclaimsistrue,Dougboy,it’llbearareexperienceatsuppertomorrownight."

           "Yes,sir,"saidDouglas."Arareexperience."

           "What’sthat?"askedGrandma.

           AuntRosetookawrappedgiftfrombehindherback.Grandmaopenedit.

           "Acookbook!"shecried.Sheletitdroponthetable."Idon’tneedoneofthose!Ahandfulofthis,apinchofthat,athimblefulofsomethingelseisallIeveruse—"

           "I’llhelpyoumarket,"saidAuntRose."Andwhilewe’reatit,Ibeennoticingyourglasses,Grandma.Youmeantosayyoubeengoingaroundalltheseyearspeeringthroughspectacleslikethose,withchippedlenses,allkindofbent?Howdoyouseeyourwayaroundwithoutfallingflatintheflourbin?We’retakingyourightdownfornewglasses."

           Andofftheymarched,Grandmabewildered,onRose’selbow,intothesummerafternoon.

           Theyreturnedwithgroceries,newglasses,andahairdoforGrandma.Grandmalookedasifshehadbeenchasedaroundtown.