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"oh. mol" Carroll agreed: he was
perfect"
Arch told his mother that he had
lost his ring while his hands hung over
the rail and that 1t was probably, with
other things and bones, In Davy Jones'
locker. He smiled slyly, leaving her
after this explanation. quite pleased
with himself and the way he had
pulled it off,
In Brooklyn that night while Carroll
lay thinking Of Arch, Big Bill Killroy
was thinking Of Jersey. Thinking Of
Jersey helped him to keep his trap
closed" while Agnes "jawed";; she lay.
petulant long-faced woman on her
cripple's bed. The neighbors said, with
shaking Of heads and the sighs that
make a certain order of humans feel
they are doing something real and
noble, that Mrs. Killroy was "a great
sufferer" But that Big Bill was a
greater sufferer. no one but Jersey
knew.
He tiptoed into her room, carrying a
pint packet of ice cream suspended
from his great paw by its tape handle.
II thought" he faltered. apologeti-
cally, that you might relish a little ice
cream. Aggie."
II don't know why you thought that"
came the sullen reply.
well, it was so hot for one thing"
he answered; he mopped his brow.
Real nice to think Of me-" he heard;
he knew she was sneering and he knew
she wasn't fair; for years he had
thought of her, but there was no use
Of saving anything.
well, I can give it to the kid in the
fiat across the hail." he said, humbly.
He was 'just nuts" about the little
kid" across the hall: He'd always been
crazy about kids that way" but there
Agnes had been strong before she took
"Yes, throw around your money like
it grew on bushes" he heard. Look
here. Ill eat it myself before I'll let
you give 1t to that trash across the hall.
Get me spoon"
He got the spoon. When he returned
with it, she said, WAS you talking to
that kid across the hall?"
mo, Anges," he answered, sweating
Hum. There's salt in this. I don't
want you to talk to that kid; they're
trash that's what they are"
"All right, Agnes"
hang around. You know my nerves.
It makes me awful nervous to have you
standing like that and you know 1t. but
you never consider me-"
He sat down. He knew the little kid
was In the hall and lowering near the
door, hoping he'd appear and he had
forecast going out (as he did not dare)
to swing her up in to his arms with a
warm. We'll, well. and she was wait
in for Big Bill, was she?"
He always felt choked when she muir
INJURED, YES"
He had told Jersey all about the lit
tie kid" and Jersey said. Jaw, Bill, I
bet she's cute"
And he had said, Honest, Jersey"
to find that descriptive words were in
adequate, and to end attempt with q
shake Of his head. Jersey understood
his feeling and she sent "the little kid
swell doll with real yellow hair and
eyes that closed, undercloths that came
of, and a violently pink satin dress
Bill presented this after a cautious
survey Of the hall. Agnes changed
help frequently, because they would
walk out on" her. but she always man
aged to get such human fabrics as will
spy.
Don't tell nobody. honey, that Big
Bill give you the dolly" he whispered
after he had taken it from the box
and she had it in her arms.
mo"
"A lady sent it to you, honey; a
nice lady"
Now he sat in Agnes bed room. know
| ing he wouldn't see the little kid that
| night; there was no getting out. even
| for second. Agnes was going it.
(To Be Continued Tomorrow