"Gooseberries all picked?" sighed Mrs. Mullarkey. "Then I must be getting supper."
When she left the room, Jerry fished a cough drop out of his pocket and gave it to Kathleen. She smiled in delight at sight of it and at once popped it into her mouth, cooing at Jerry.
"Mother, why didn't you make Jerry help pick gooseberries?" asked Danny, as soon as he entered and caught sight of Jerry.
"He can't have any pie, can he, Mother?" said Celia Jane.
"Why, he was out with you," replied Mrs. Mullarkey. "He just this minute came in."
"He wasn't near the gooseberry patch," Danny informed her.
"He didn't pick a single gooseberry," Celia Jane interpolated.
"Nora," appealed their mother, "you always tell the truth. Didn't Jerry help you?"
"I didn't see him, Mother. Ask Jerry."
"Did you help them, Jerry? Not that it makes any difference; you'll get just as big a piece of pie as any of them."