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Updated: May 14, 2025
But I think I would have done well in a subaltern command, for I had a great notion of carrying out orders, and a certain zest in the mere act of obedience. Three days before I had been as nervous as a kitten because I was alone and it was 'up to me, as Americans say, to decide on the next step. But now that I was only one wheel in a great machine of defence my nervousness seemed to have fled.
"What have you got there?" asked Turner, pointing with his stick at the carpet-bag. "A kitten?" "No no," replied Marvin, looking this way and that, to make sure that none could overhear. "A Nanteuil engraved from his own drawing, Jack a real Nanteuil. I have just been to a man I know the print-shop opposite the statue on the Quai Voltaire to have my own opinion verified. I was sure of it.
I have three little baby mice at home down in the barn. I have never nibbled at anyone's wax face!" "Are you a Mamma mouse?" Uncle Clem asked. "Yes!" the little mouse squeaked, "and if the kitten will let me go I will run right home to my children and never return again!" "Let her go, Boots!" the dolls all cried, "She has three little baby mice at home! Please let her go!" "No, sir!"
"I do believe, Willie," she observed, without glancing up, "that Jezebel grows more fascinating every time I see her." Bob did not answer. He was in no mood to discuss Jezebel. If he thought of her at all it was to contrast her inky fur with the white throat against which she nestled and speculate as to whether she sensed what a thrice-blessed kitten she was.
Jane, au contraire, was curled up like a kitten, with one red sweater balled under her ruffled head and the other blue one tangled about her slim ankles.
Uncle Stanley began to have the irritable feelings of an old mouse in the hands of a young kitten. "That's the worst of having women around," he scowled to himself "they are worse than worse than worse than " Searching for a simile, he thought of a flash of lightning, a steel hoop lying on its side, a hornet's nest but none of these quite suited him. He made a helpless gesture.
"She is no silly kitten," he mentally remarked, after their second meeting. "She's in for a big career. With beauty and youth and barrels of money she will go far, and I will be her guide unless I have lost my cunning. She will share her fortune with me some day, and I will teach her to live." He met her at the door of his studio next day with a grave and tender smile.
For there God appeared to me that evening the God who had hidden his face for so long. "Why, you look as weak as a kitten you look sick!" Minnie declared. "You need a good cup of tea and to be put to bed, and I'm going to be the one to do it for you!"
A kitten of a wild cat of the jungle, obtained five days previously, was as tame as a domesticated specimen of the same age. She stroked the back of a hawk which was absolutely quiet without being tied or having its wings cut. He sat with his back toward us and as she stroked him merely turned his head, immediately resuming his former position.
"She shouldn't drive me too far," he thought, "or perhaps it'll end in my seizing her, and then she'll have her fingers burnt!" "Why don't you talk to me, Pelle?" said Hanne. He raised his head and looked at her in the mirror. She was holding the end of her plait in her mouth, and looked like a kitten biting its tail. "Oh, what should I talk about?" he replied morosely.
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