“I’ve brought your medicine for you, Jerry,” said Mrs. Hogan, soothingly.
“Jerry!” exclaimed the younger woman. “Is his name Jerry?”
“Shure it is; and what thin?”
“My husband’s father was named Jeremiah. This may be he.”
“Have you niver seen him?” asked Mrs. Hogan, in surprise.
“Never; I did not know he was living till my husband’s recent visit. Then he spoke of his father’s being a miser, and his expecting to get some money from him.”
“Well, well; if I ever heard the like! As like as not old Jerry is your father in law. I’ll soon see.”
“Jerry, do you want to see your own son?” she asked, bending over, and addressing her patient.
An expression of alarm overspread the old man’s face.
“Don’t let him come in! Keep him away!” he exclaimed.