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"I'm inclined to think it never got in, Ned," said his uncle. "Oh, it's in mine!" cried the little fellow excitedly, and clapping his hand upon his pocket, as a pitiful meow seemed to come from it. "Why, I can't feel it. Papa," running to him, "please take it out, I can't." The captain took hold of the pocket. "You made a mistake, son; it isn't there.
Soon Alice wanted to put dolly to bed; so Topsy found another nice resting place, stretched out in mamma's workbasket, with her front paws lying on the pincushion; but when mamma came for thimble and thread kitty was forced to move again. "Meow! meow!" she said. "I will get out of every one's way, and go where I can sleep as long as I please without being disturbed!"
After a while she put her hand down and gently stroked the cat's face. Very soon Topsy allowed mamma to take both herself and the little kitten up in her arms. Then mamma carried them back to Tarlequin's barrel in the neighbor's wood shed. Tarlequin was at home this time. She seemed very glad to see her lost baby back again and called, "Meow! meow! meow!"
I have seen her standing at the back door whistling for Malta, and the pretty creature's head would appear somewhere always high up, for she was a great climber, and she would come running along the top of the fence, saying, "Meow, meow," in a funny, short way. Miss Laura would pet her, or give her something to eat, or walk around the garden carrying her on her shoulder.
"I know why you want to drive me out to the Inn," Penny told him suddenly, as the proud owner maneuvered his car through Saturday noon traffic. "You want to see Nita Selim. Clank! Clank! I can hear the padlocks snapping on the slave chains right now." "Meow!"
Yes, she could hear a faint meow. She ran to the outside door and opened it, but kitty was not there. She listened again, and again she heard the same sound: "Meow! meow! meow!" "Perhaps kitty is at the other door," said Alice's mamma. Alice turned the knob and pulled the door wide open; but only a rush of cold air and a few snowflakes came in. "Where can she be, mamma? Oh, I know now!
Peter forgot all about Glory in his pleasure at discovering the returned Kitty and hurried over to welcome him. Kitty had disappeared among the bushes along the old stone wall, but Peter had no trouble in finding him by the queer cries he was uttering, which were very like the meow of Black Pussy the Cat.
She is down cellar," said Alice. But no kitty was there. "Maybe she is in the wood shed. I'll run and see! No, mamma, she isn't there, either. I don't think she is happy, wherever she is. She doesn't sound so. Just hear her cry!" Both listened again to the half-smothered meow. "No, she doesn't sound very happy, pet," said mamma. "She is shut up somewhere and can't get out. We must find her."
Then, as he rolled over, he would give a funny meow, as much as to say, "I don't like to; but, if I must, I will." Tipkins learned to ring a small bell by striking it with one of his front paws. Trotkins could never be coaxed to touch this bell; but he would sit by while his brother rang it and cry, "Meow! meow! meow!"
"Good afternoon, EVERYBODY! MEOW!" As Robert Robin, and his family flew away they heard Mister Catbird singing with all his might: "Never hurry! Wait a bit! Never worry! MEOW! MEOW! Ha! Ha! Ha! Do your work! And the young robins couldn't help but laugh, but Mister Robert Robin pretended that he did not hear Mister Catbird at all, and started talking with Mrs. Robin about something else.
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