"Mercy sakes! It's full!" cried Mrs. Mullarkey. "I could have sworn I
emptied it this morning."
Then she looked at Jerry, a sudden softening coming over her face and
into her eyes.
"Jerry, you went and spent every cent of that half-dollar on Kathleen,
didn't you?"
"You said there wasn't any money in the house," Jerry defended himself,
"and that Kathleen needed more medicine because summer coughs are bad
for babies."
"The Lord love you, Jerry, I'm not scolding you. It's more apt to be
crying I am at the big heart of you. It's as big as my Dan's was. You're
more like him in heart and disposition than any of his own children,
unless it's Nora. That's why I can't ever let them take you away, ever."
"Who wants to take Jerry away?" It was Nora's startled voice that asked.
Jerry's heart stood still. Had the man with the red scar on his face
found him at last? He looked up at Mother 'Larkey, his lips starting to
twist.
"Nobody's going to take him away!" said Mrs. Mullarkey almost fiercely.
"Just let anybody try it!"
"Why didn't you tell us you had fifty cents?" asked Danny.
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