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 "Because I could take you along with me to-morrow."

" And sell me for five hundred dol—? " (A kiss smothered the mischievous question.)

"For shame!"

"Won't you remember this night when you hear them sing in the cages?—poor little prisoners!"

"But we have none where I am now going. It is all wild out there; rough wooden houses and rough men!—no pets—not even a cat!"

"Then what would you do with a little bird in such a place? they would all laugh at you—wouldn't they?"

"No; I don't think so. Rough men love little pets."

"Little pets!"

"Like you, yes—too well!" "Too well?"

"I did not mean to say that."

"But you did say it."

"I do not know what I say when I am looking into your eyes."

"Flatterer!"