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Come on now! Negotiate it! Get your flippers on it!"
He was holding the child gently and stroking her tumbled hair. When he put
her from him to see her face, Mickey was filled with envy because he had
been forced to admit the gift was not from him. He shut his lips tight,
but his face was grim as he studied Peaches' flushed cheeks and wet eyes,
and noted the shaking eagerness for the doll she was afraid to look at. He
reached over and put it into her arms, then piled the pillows so she could
see better, talking the while to comfort her.
"Course it is yours! Course nobody is going to take it! Course you shall
_always_ have it, and maybe a grown-up lady doll by Christmas. Who knows?"
In utter content Peaches sank against the pillows, watching Mickey, while
she gripped the baby.
"Thank you, Mickey-lovest," she said. "Oh thank you for this Precious
Child!"
"You got to thank a lady about twice my height, with dark hair, pink
cheeks, and beautiful dresses. She's got a big rest house, a lover man,
and an automobile I wish you could see, Lily," he said.


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