"Miss Chicken, you're getting well too fast," commented Mickey in
amazement as he started to the car.
Because of what Mr. Winton had said to him the previous day, he composed
and delivered this greeting when he reached it: "Lily is asking to show
you her Precious Child, Mrs. Minturn, and I want both of you to see our
home, and meet our new father and mother. Letting us have them is one
thing the law does that makes up a little for the Orphings' Homes most
kids get who have had the bad luck to lose their own folks."
"Mickey, are you prejudiced against Orphans' Homes?" asked Mrs. Minturn as
she stepped from the car.
"Ain't no name for it," said Mickey. "I'm dead against bunching children
in squads. If rich folks want to do something worth while with their
money, they can do it by each family taking as many orphings as they can
afford, and raising them personal. See?"
"I should say I do!" exclaimed the lady. "I must speak to James about
that. We have two of our own, and William, but I believe we could manage a
few more.
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