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You busy
yourself with anything around the rooms that interests you."
Mickey grinned half abashed. He took a long survey of the room they were
in, arose and standing in the door leading to the next he studied that. To
him "busy" meant work. Presently he went into the hall and returned with a
hand broom and dust pan he had secured from the janitor. He carefully went
over the floor, removing anything he could see that he thought should not
be there, and then began on the room adjoining. Next he appeared with a
cloth and dusted the furniture and window seats. Once he met Douglas' eye
and smiled. "Your janitor didn't have much of a mother," he commented. "I
could beat him to his base a rod."
"Job is yours any time you want it."
"Morning papers," carrolled Mickey. "Sterilized, deodorized, vulcanized. I
_like_ to sell them----"
Defeated again Bruce turned to his work and Mickey to his. He straightened
every rug, pulled a curtain, set a blind at an angle that gave the worker
more light and better air.


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