Now look what you
get, lady. A nice restful ride on the cars. Your ten cents back, a whole,
big, shining, round, lady-liberty bird, if you trust in God, as the coin
says the bird does, and more'n that, dearest lady, you go to bed feeling
your pinfeathers sprouting, 'cause you've done a kind deed to a poor
crippled orphing."
"If I thought you really had the money--" she said.
"Honest, lady, I got the money," said Mickey, "and 'sides, I got a
surprise party for you. When you get back you may go to that room and take
every scrap that's in it. Now come on; you're going to be enough of a
sporting lady to try a chance like that, ain't you? May be a gold mine up
there, for all I know. Put something soft in the bottom of the basket
while I fetch the kid."
Mickey ran up the stairs.
"Now Peaches," he said, "I guess I got it fixed. I'm going to carry you
down; a nice lady is going to put you in a big basket, then we'll take you
to the cars and so get you to my house; but you got to promise, 'cross
your heart, you won't squeal, nor say a word, 'cause the police will 'get'
you sure, if you do.
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