He put different legs on a dog,
course he can put a new back on you."
"Dogs doesn't count only with rich folks 'at rides 'em, an' feeds 'em
cake; but where'll you find 'nother girl 'at ull spare her back for me,
Mickey-lovest?" asked Peaches.
"Gee, Lily!" he cried. "I didn't _think_ of that--I wish I hadn't promised
you. Course he could _change_ the backs, but where'd I get one. I'll just
have to let him take mine."
"I don't want no boy's back!" flashed Peaches. "I won't go out an' sell
papers, an' wash you, an' feed you, an' let you stay here in this nice
bed. I don't want no new back, grand like it is here. I won't have no
dog's back, even. I won't have no back!"
"Course I couldn't let you work and take care of me, Lily," he said.
"Course I couldn't! I was just thinking what I _could_ do. I'll write a
letter and ask the Carrel man if a dog's back would do. I could get one
your size at the pound, maybe."
Peaches arose at him with hands set like claws.
"You fool!" she shrieked. "You big damn fool! '_A dog's back!'_ I won't!
You try it an' I'll scratch your eyes out! You stop right now on backs an'
go hell-bent an' get my breakfast! I'm hungry! I like my back! I will have
it! You----"
Mickey snatched his pillow from the floor, using it to press the child
against hers.
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