See?"
"I hope you are right about that," said Peter. "I'm glad to my soul to get
him home, cured in any way; but it sort of gags me to think of him as
having been scared out. It salves my vanity considerable to feel, as you
say, that he had the brains to sense the situation, and quit because he
felt it wasn't the work for which he was born."
Then Mickey's voice came eagerly, earnestly, warming the cockles of
Junior's heart.
"Now lemme tell you Peter; I was there, and I _know_. It _was_ that way.
_It was just that way exact!_ He wasn't scared out, he'd have gone at it
again, all right, if he'd seen anything in it he _wanted_. It was just as
his mother felt when she first talked it over with me, and the same with
you later: that if he got to the city, and got right up against earning a
living there, he would find it wasn't what he wanted; and he did, like all
of us thought. Course I meant to put it to him stiff; I meant to 'niciate
him in the ancient and honourable third degree of Multiopolis all right,
so he'd have enough to last a lifetime; but I only meant to put him up
against what I'd.
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