And where she is now,
if she was a queen-lady she couldn't have grander; honest she couldn't!"
"But Mickey, how are you going to pay for all that?" queried Douglas.
"Easy as falling off a car in a narrow skirt," said Mickey. "'Member that
big house where things are Heaven-white, and a yard full of trees, and the
fence corners are cut with the shears, and the street--I mean the road--
swept with a broom, this side the golf grounds about two miles?"
"Yes," said Douglas. "The woman there halted my car one evening and spoke
to me about you."
"Oh she did?" exclaimed Mickey. "Well I hope you gave me a good send-off,
'cause she's a lady I'm most particular about. You see I stopped there for
a drink, the day you figured instead of playing, and she told me about a
boy who was to be sent out by the _Herald_ and hadn't come, and as she was
ready, and interested, she was disappointed. So I just said to her if the
boy didn't come, how'd she like to have a nice, good little girl that
wouldn't ever be the least bother.
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