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He started on to Mother 'Larkey's where he had made his home for nearly three years, ever since Mr. Mullarkey, dead this year now, had found him by the roadside one dark night. He had just started to take a second bite when a shout stopped him. "Hi, Jerry! What you got?" Instinctively Jerry hid the apple behind him, for it was Danny Mullarkey's voice that he had heard.
He left his mother and Kathleen, climbed up on Mother 'Larkey's lap, put one arm about her neck and with his other hand patted her wet cheek. "An' then Kathleen won't cry for me," he coaxed, "'cause I'll be right there an' can run over any time, couldn't I, Mother?" "Yes, of course you could, dear." "There, you see," he continued. "I should love to," Mrs. Mullarkey replied at last to Mr. and Mrs.
"Then Jerry won't hafta go?" Celia Jane questioned. "I hope not," he replied. "Keep a stiff upper lip, Jerry!" "I I'll try," Jerry promised, already feeling certain that the danger which threatened him had passed. "I'll come back in a day or two," said Mr. Phillips, "and let you know what I have been able to do." Jerry watched him from over Mother 'Larkey's shoulder as he drove off.
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