We thought you'd _like_ it!"
"Don't let it get me!" cried Peaches.
"Why it ain't going to get anything but grass!" said Mickey. "Didn't you
see me leading it? I can make that big old thing go where I please. Come
on, be a game kid now. You ain't a baby coward girl! It's only a cow! You
are going to put it on your book!"
"I ain't!" sobbed Peaches. "I ain't ever going to drink milk again! I jus'
bet the _milk_ will _get_ me!"
"Be game now!" urged Mickey. "Mary milks the cow. Baby Bobbie runs right
up to her. Everything out here is big, Lily. I ran from the horses. I
jumped on a fence, and Junior laughed at me."
"Mickey, what did you say?" wavered Peaches.
"I didn't say anything," said Mickey. "I just jumped."
"Mickey, I jumped, an' I said it, both. I said it right on Peter," she
bravely confessed. "Mickey, I said the worst yet! I didn't know I _did_,
'til I heard it! But Mickey, I got another chance!"
Peaches wiped her eyes, tremulously glanced at the window, and still
clinging to Mickey explained: "I was just telling Peter about the
swearin's, an' Mickey, don't feel so bad.
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