"
"Mickey, will we be slum kids always?" she asked.
"Not on your tin type!" cried Mickey.
"If this is slum kids, I like it!" protested Peaches.
"Well, Sunrise Alley ain't so slummy as where you was, Lily," explained
the boy.
"This is grand," said Peaches "Fine an' grand! No lady needn't have
better!"
"She wouldn't say so," said Mickey. "But Lily, you got something most of
the millyingaire ladies hasn't."
"What Mickey?" she asked interestedly.
"One man all to yourself, who will do what you want, if you ask pretty,
and he ain't going to drag you 'round and make you do things you don't
like to, and hit you, and swear at you, and get drunk. Gee, I bet the
worst you ever had didn't hurt more than I've seen some of the swell dames
hurt sometimes. It'd make you sick Lily."
"I guess 'at it would," said the girl, "'cause granny told me the same
thing. Lots of times she said 'at she couldn't see so much in bein' rich
if you had to be treated like she saw rich ladies. She said all they got
out of it was nice dresses an' struttin' when their men wasn't 'round;
nelse the money was theirn, an' nen they made the men pay.
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