How does that proposition strike you?"
"Square, from the ground up," answered Mickey promptly. "But what would
please you?"
"Well," said Mrs. Harding, "it would please me to keep this house quiet,
and let that child sleep till the demands of her satisfied body wake her
up. Then I'd love to bathe her as a woman would her own, in like case; and
cook her such dainties as she should have: things with lots of lime in
them. I think her bones haven't been built right; I believe I could make
her fifty per cent better in three months myself; and as far as taking her
away when this week is up, you might as well begin to make different plans
right now. If she does well here, and likes it, she can't be taken back
where I found her, till cool weather, if I can get the consent of my mind
to let her go then. Of course I know she's yours, so things will be as you
say, but think a while before you go against me. If I do all I can for her
I ought to earn the privilege of having my finger in the pie a little
bit.
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