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Updated: May 9, 2025
Jerry Longworthy went up the steps of the Washington and eyed the long row of mail boxes that ran down two sides of the vestibule, until he came to one whose card read, "Miss Elizabeth Thorley, Miss Blanche Carter." He touched the bell beneath. "Is Miss Thorley in? This is Jerry Longworthy. I want to speak to you about Mary Rose." "Oh, do come up!"
If George Washington had been boarding with anyone but Jerry Longworthy she would have gone at once but Jerry Longworthy was very apt to forget that she preferred work to love. If she went to his back yard he would be sure to think that her coming was an inch and proceed to make an ell out of it. It would be far wiser to stay away. So she shook her head. "Not now, Mary Rose," she said gently.
Mary Rose nodded her yellow head. "I thought perhaps you might like to take a cat to board. An orphan cat," she explained pityingly. Jerry Longworthy swallowed a laugh when he saw that there was real trouble in her face. "Suppose you climb into the car and tell me why you're looking for a boarding place for an orphan cat?"
Mary Rose smiled radiantly as she obeyed and, with George Washington cuddled against her, she told him all about it. "My Uncle Larry," she began very importantly, "is the janitor of that wonderful two-faced palace." "Is he, indeed," remarked Jerry Longworthy, lighting his pipe. "But he doesn't own it. At first I thought he did. I used to live in Mifflin, where there aren't any houses like that.
When I saw your house it made me think of Mifflin and I wondered if you had a cat and if you hadn't if you would like to board one?" Her face was painfully serious as she lifted It to Jerry Longworthy. "Well," he considered the question gravely. "Can you pay his board?" "I've a dollar and forty-three cents. The forty-three cents I saved and the dollar Mr.
Wells' apartment and had escaped only "by the skin of his teeth," he assured Mr. Jerry. "I didn't get any further than the window before that Jap caught me and I didn't see any birdcage. But I shan't give up, Mr. Longworthy. I'll find that canary yet!" Everybody seemed more anxious now than Mary Rose.
The tears had rushed to Miss Thorley's eyes also and when she discovered that, she discovered also that the hand with which she would have wiped them away was held fast in the firm grasp of Jerry Longworthy. How it had found its way there she never knew. She snatched it from him, her face aflame, and there were no longer tears in her eyes. Mary Rose hugged her aunt and beamed on her friends.
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