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Mickey, say that at the door over again."
"What?" queried Mickey.
"'One't a little kid named Lily,'" prompted Peaches.
Mickey laughed and obeyed.
Neatly he put away all that had been supplied him; before lighting the
burner he gave Lily a drink of milk and tried arranging both pillows to
prop her up as he had been shown. When the water boiled he dropped in two
bouillon cubes the nurse had given him, and set out some crackers he had
bought. He put the milk in two cups, and when he cut the bread, he
carefully collected every crumb, putting it on the sill in the hope that a
bird might come. The thieving sparrows, used to watching windows and
stealing from stores set out to cool, were soon there. Peaches, to whom
anything with feathers was a bird, was filled with joy. The odour of the
broth was delicious. Mickey danced, turned handsprings, and made the
funniest remarks. Then he fixed the bowl on a paper, broke the crackers in
her broth, growing unspeakably happy at her delight as she tasted it.


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