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They'll think the woman is your ma, so it will be all
right. See?"
Peaches nodded. Mickey wrapped her in the remnants of a blanket, carried
her downstairs and laid her in the basket. By turning on her side and
drawing up her feet, she had more room than she needed.
"They won't let us on the cars," said the woman.
"Dearest lady, wait and see," said Mickey. "Now Peaches, shut your eyes,
also your mouth. Don't you take a chance at saying a word. If they won't
stand the basket, we'll carry you, but it would hurt you less, while it
would come in handy when we run out of cars. You needn't take coin only
for going, dearest lady; you'll be silver plated coming back."
"You little fool," said the woman, but she stooped to her end of the
basket.
"Ready, Peaches," said Mickey, "and if it hurts, 'member it will soon be
over, and you'll be where nobody will ever hurt you again."
"Hurry!" begged the child.
Down the long stairs they went and to the car line. Crowded car after car
whirled past; finally one came not so full, it stopped to let off
passengers.


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