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And they passed a table where sat old Mrs. LeMasters with a youngish boy with a very red , sunburned face , and she wagged her finger at Joe and looked long and critically at Myrtle . Thursday night he stayed home and felt solitarily virtuous . On Friday a picnic had been arranged . Joe `` knocked off '' work at four o'clock and went home and dressed by a window through which the sun streamed broiling hot . Before putting on his shoes he yielded to the lure of the bed and flung himself upon it . It was all he could do to drag himself forth and put on the finishing touches . Somehow the notion of the picnic did not thrill him .