"Jus' as glad!" chimed in Peaches.
"Mary bring Robert here!" called Mrs. Harding from the hall. Mary obeyed. Mickey moved up and looked intently at Peaches.
"Well Lily," he asked, "what do you think of this?"
"I wouldn't trade this for Heaven!" she answered.
"The country is all the Heaven a-body needs, in June."
"Mickey, bring in the cow now!" ordered Peaches.
"Bring in the cow?" queried Mickey.
"Sure, the little red cow in the book that makes the milk. I want you to milk her right here on my bed!"
"Well, if I ever!" gasped Mickey. "Sure, I'll bring her in a minute; but a cow is big, Lily! Awful, great big. I couldn't bring her in here; but maybe I can drive her where you can see, or I don't know what would be the harm in taking you where the cows are. But first, one thing! Now you look right at me, Miss Chicken. There's something I got to know if you got in your head straight. Who found you, and kept them from 'getting' you?"
"Mickey-lovest," replied Peaches promptly.