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If you do n't get anybody , let me know before I order the oysters . '' Calliope stood up , her little wrinkled face aglow ; and I wondered at her confidence . `` You just go ahead an ' order your oysters , '' she said . `` That dinner 's goin ' to come off Thanksgivin ' noon at twelve o'clock . An ' you be there to help feed the hungry , Mame . '' When we were on the street again , Calliope looked at me with her way of shy eagerness . `` Could you hev the dinner up to your house , '' she asked me , `` if I do every bit o ' the work ? ''