“She could always phone Mrs. Wilcox next door if something went wrong,” said Mother. “I sure don’t mind being left alone—on one condition,” said Alice, “that you tell me what grinding lenses is all about. I don’t remember anybody in this family ever grinding anything, except maybe their teeth when they’re mad.” “Well, Alice, it’s something we can both do for the war effort—your grandfather and I—that won’t be too troublesome,” said Mother. Alice guessed the job was mainly for Gramp. “You mean you can still do it if you’re old and have a trick knee?” “If you must put it that way. Try to be a little more considerate, Alice, when you’re speaking of someone,” Mother reminded her. “Okay, I’m sorry,” said Alice, and she meant it. Sometimes things like that just popped out. “So what are you grinding?” “We’re grinding the lenses that go in telescopes, field glasses, binoculars, and things of that kind.
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