Strange how women folks get discouraged on their job, among their best
friends, who would do anything in the world for them, 'cept just to see
that a little bit of change would help them. It will be a dandy scheme for
Lily, 'cause it lets her get her sleep out, and it will be good for you,
'cause if Mrs. Harding doesn't get to sit under that apple tree and watch
sunup pretty soon, things are going to go wrong at this house."
Peter's lower jaw slowly sagged.
"If you don't hurry," said Mickey, "even loving her like you do, and
loving you as she does, she's going to have them nervous prostrations like
the Swell Dames in Multiopolis get when they ask a fellow to carry a
package, and can't remember where they want to send it. She's not there
_yet_. She's ahead of them now, for she _wants_ to sit under that apple
tree and watch sunup; but if she hadn't got there this morning or soon
now, she'd a-begun to get mixed, I could see that plain as the City Hall."
"Mickey, what else can you see?" asked Peter.
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