Also her!
Gee! 'Tear up de choild and gimme de papers' was meant for a joke; but I
saw that lady and gentleman do it. See? And she was the prettiest little
pink and yellow thing. Lord! I can see her gasping and blinking now! Makes
me sick! If the boy across the hall had seen what I did, he'd run a mile
and never stop. Gee!"
Douglas Bruce stared aghast. At last he said slowly: "Mickey, you are
getting mighty close the very thing I wish to know. If I tell you what I
know of James Minturn, will you tell me what you know and think?"
"Sure!" said Mickey readily. "I got no reasons for loving him. I wouldn't
convoy a millying to the mint for that gentleman!"
"Mickey, shall I go first, or will you?"
"I will," replied Mickey instantly, "'cause when I finish you'll save your
breath. See?"
"I see," said Douglas Bruce. "Proceed."
"Well, 'twas over two years ago," said Mickey, leaning forward to look
Bruce in the eyes. "I hadn't been up against the game so awful long alone.
'Twas summer and my papers were all gone, and I was tired, so I went over
in the park and sat on a seat, just watching folks.
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