And Spot was in the chair when Mary next woke up. Only this time he was a sleep, snoring very lightly. Feeling better, she sat up in bed. Looking around the room she noticed it contained just one bed, a dresser, a table near the bed, and the chair that Spot was sleeping in. Even though the bed was centered in the middle of the room underneath the window it looked as if the room could hold at least another bed, if it were pushed up against the wall behind Spot. Suddenly Marry started to cough again. This immediately woke Spot up.
Quickly he got up and sat on the bed holding out a glass of water to Mary. "Here this might help ya."
Mary took the glass and drank the water. This did help her to stop coughing. Handing the glass back to him and saying, "Thanks."
"You'se welcome. How'se ya feeling?"
"Alright, wished the coughing would stop. I only really feels bad then."
Lightly putting the back of his hand to her forehead, Spot felt is she still had a fever. "You'se fever broke. That's good news."
Not knowing what to say Mary just nodded and looked down in her lap. She wanted to know if what Spot had said was true about her being safe. But didn't know really how to ask. She also wanted to know why he wanted to help her. Now one cared about her except her aunt who she hadn't seen in years, her mother who died, and her brother.
Plucking up enough courage Mary quietly asked, "Did you mean what you'se said earlier about me being safe?" She felt dumb just having to ask that, but her life had been rough since her mother died.
"Yeah. I'se or any of the me boys will not hurt ya or let any one else hurt ya. Even you'se uncle." Spot could still tell she wasn't completely sure about that. So he came closer to her and took her hand in his and said, "I promise ya you'se safe."
"Only me brother promised that. He was right until me mother died." Still looking down at her lap quietly she said, "I miss him."
In the quite of the room Spot heard what Mary said. Just as quiet Spot asked Mary, "What happened to you'se brother?"
"He ran away. Said that uncle would leave us alone once he was gone. Uncle thought Frankie was just like our father and became mean. So Frankie left. And uncle was nice again. I'm trying to find him."
"Is that why you'se ran?"
"Yes, me mother said that if my uncle became what he was I should leave and find Frankie. So that is what I'se trying to do."
"Well I don't know any one by that name. But once you'se get better I'll teach ya how to be a news girl and then we can find you'se brother. And if not then you'se have a home here in Brooklyn."
Upon hearing Spot's statement Mary looked up into his face and could see he meant every word. "Thank you'se."
Spot gave Mary a smile because he knew that she now believed him. Squeezing her hand he stood up and went back to his chair to keep a watch on her. "You'se should go back to sleep. I'm sure Thomas will be back to check on you in the morning."
And with that Mary laid back down and closed her eyes knowing it was safe to do so.