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They reluctantly agree to share their stories with Skeeter and recruit other maids to rat out their employers, too.

Lucy and Lil, Skeeter and Frank were delighted to be commissioned to go hunting for food.

They lacked salt and were burnt at the tail and raw at the head, but Skeeter picked the bones and pronounced them prime.

“Skeeter can give more things away without using the word than most folks can using it,” declared Lucy cruelly.

“There must be water here or this grass would not be so pizen green in August,” said Skeeter.

Skeeter approached him and the others followed, although poor Lil found herself limping painfully.