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 [Interrupting.] Oh, please don't offer to give me one. I couldn't take it.

Who was offering? I just wanted to ask your opinion.

[Contritely.] I beg your pardon. Of course I'll give you my opinion.

You know that old apple tree half a mile back? Do those apples make good pies?

I don't know.

They look splendid. Here's one I picked. It's as red and white as your face. If it is a good pie apple, I'll go back and get a sackful.

You can't tell from the looks, you know. Some are too sweet and some are too sour.

Well, taste, and we'll compare opinions. You eat the red half and I'll eat the white. [He splits the apple in two, and tosses the