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"George, I don't think we should keep Tracy on."
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"But a truck carrying a basket of laundry--- they're not going to dump out the laundry to check it."
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"All right, dear." Sue Ellen was still not satisfied. She picked up her needlepoint and began stabbing at it. The subject was not closed yet.