“Why, aren't they yours.” Clarence asked?

“Displace them. When I see them, I'll be bothered."

After two moments of silence, Stella said, "Mr. Conrad, just throw them away if you don't want them."

"Do I pay my maids to put trash out for you? Discard them on your own.”

Stella lost her ability to speak.

"..."

"There are numerous items. I am unable to."

With unwavering indifference, Clarence asked, "Why don't you throw some of them every day?"

Stella inhaled deeply and said, "Okay. I hope Mr. Conrad will let me a few more days, but I have to get on with my work now.”

It took a few seconds...