"
Mickey retreated to Peaches' neck again, while she smiled over and
comforted him.
"Mickey, I knew you'd be crazy," she said. "I knew you'd be glad, but I
didn't know you could be so----"
Mickey took her in his arms a second, then slowly recovered his feet and a
small amount of self-possession. Again he turned to the surgeons.
"_Are you sure?_ Will it hurt her? Will it last?"
"Very sure," said Dr. Carrel. "Calm yourself, lad. Her case is not so
unusual; only more aggravated than usual. I've examined her from crown to
sole, and she's straight and sound. You have started her permanent cure;
all you need is to keep on exactly as you are going, and limit her
activities so that in her joy she doesn't overdo and tire herself. You are
her doctor. I congratulate you!"
Dr. Carrel came forward, holding out his hand, and Mickey took it with the
one of his that was not gripping Peaches and said, "Aw-a-ah!" but he was a
radiant boy.
"Thank you sir," he said. "Thank everybody. But thank you especial, over
and over.
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