I was
to go to her house after it, and when I got there she was coming home in
her car from a long drive, and gee, Lily, I wish you could have seen her!
She's the prettiest lady, and the most joyous lady I ever saw."
"Prettier than the Nurse Lady?" asked Peaches.
"Well different," explained Mickey. "Nurse Lady is all gold like the end
of Sunrise Alley at four o'clock in the morning. This lady has dark hair
and eyes. Both of them are as pretty as women are made, but they are not
the same. Nurse Lady is when the sun comes up, and warms and comforts the
world; but the doll-lady is like all the stars twinkling in the moonlight
on the park lake, and music playing, and everybody dancing. The doll-lady
is joy, just the Joy Lady. Gee, Lily, you should have seen her face when
the car stopped, while I was coming down the steps."
"Was she so glad to see you?" asked Peaches.
"'Twasn't me!" said Mickey. "'Twas on her face _before_ she saw me. She
was just gleaming, and shining, and spilling over joy! She isn't the kind
that would dance on the street, nor where it ain't nice to dance; but she
was dancing inside just the same.
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