"That must of bought a whole lot of candy," said Danny. "Fork out. No
fair holding any back."
Jerry produced the small paper bag of cough drops and gave it to Mother
'Larkey.
"They're cough drops with honey in 'em for Kathleen," he said. "I ain't
eaten one of them."
"Give me one, Mother," pleaded Celia Jane.
"They're for Kathleen," replied her mother. "She needs them and you
don't."
"Jerry's Kathleen's pet! Jerry's Kathleen's little honey cough-drop
boy!" chanted Danny.
"Jerry's done more for Kathleen than her own brothers and sisters have
ever done, unless it's Nora," declared Mrs. Mullarkey. "It's no wonder
she loves him best."
"That's not fifty cents' worth of cough drops," Danny accused. "Where's
the rest of the money? Make him tell, Mother."
Kathleen saved him the necessity of replying.
"Toff meddy," she gurgled, looking up at the shelf where the bottle was
kept. "Tatleen want toff meddy."
"It's all gone, Kathleen," her mother said soothingly.
"No," said Kathleen, shaking her head and pointing up at the bottle.
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