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He sighed and looked at Miss Thorley, who stroked George Washington's gray overcoat and refused to lift her eyes to meet his. "If they could they'd have old heads on young shoulders, perhaps," suggested Mary Rose. "You wouldn't like that, would you? Just suppose Mrs. Schuneman's head was on Miss Thorley's shoulders. How would you like that?" "I shouldn't like it at all.
Mary Rose did not understand and she stood there, just beyond the threshold, uncertainly. But if she did not understand why Mrs. Schuneman's daughters did not stay in the room with the red tug, she realized that Mrs. Schuneman was lonely. "It's too bad you haven't a pet," she suggested. "A dog or a cat is a lot of company. Why " a sudden thought came to her. "Just wait a minute.
Mary Rose wrung her hands in horror and ran to knock at Mrs. Schuneman's door. Mrs. Schuneman cried out in dismay. "Why didn't you leave her with me?" "I didn't want to bother you when you'd been so kind," faltered Mary Rose. "Where can she be? Perhaps Uncle Larry took her home." But neither Uncle Larry nor Aunt Kate had taken Jenny Lind to the basement flat.
Donovan could scarcely believe her ears when Mary Rose poured out the story of the afternoon. "Old Lady Schuneman's been crosser than two sticks ever since she came here. Maybe it is because she's lonesome, I dunno. Seems if a canary won't do much for her but, for the land's sakes, Mary Rose, don't put one in every flat." "Wouldn't that be grand!"
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