I hope your child will soon be better， said Jerry．He watched her go in，then patted my neck．It was something he always did when he was pleased．The rain was now coming down fast and，just as we were leaving the hospital， a lady came down the steps calling，Cab！Jerry seemed to know her at once．Jerry Barker，is it you？ said the woman．Im very glad to find you here．Its difficult to get a cab in this part of London today．Ill be proud to take you，said Jerry．Where do you want to go？Paddington Station，said the woman．We got to the station and went in under cover．The lady stood beside the cab talking to Jerry for some time，and I dis-covered that she was once Pollys mistress．How do you like cab work in the winter？she asked Jerry．Polly was worried about your cough last year．She worries because I work all hours and in all kinds of weather，said Jerry．But I get on all right，and I would be lost without horses to look after．
