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"You've known folks to want a dog, ain't you?" said Mickey. "Sure
something that can think and talk back must be a lot more amusing. I see
the parks are full of the rich folks dolling up the dogs, feeding them
candy and sending them out for an airing in their automobiles; so it's up
to the poor people to look after the homeless children, isn't it?"
"Do you know the folks that took her?"
"Sure I do!" said Mickey.
"Do you live close?" she persisted.
"Yes! I'm much obliged for your help, dearest lady. When you get home, go
up to the last attic back, and if there is anything there you want, help
yourself. Peaches don't need it now, while there's no one else. Thank you,
and good-bye. Don't fly before your wings grow, 'cause I know you'll feel
like trying to-night."
Mickey hurried back to his room. The milk bottle lay on the floor, the
child asleep beside it. The boy gazed at her. There were strange and
peculiar stirrings in his lonely little heart. She was so grimy he
scarcely could tell what she looked like, but the grip of her tiny hot
hands was on him.


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