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Indigo, screaming with fright, sprang to her feet again, but the rabbit ran between her legs and tripped her up, all the time roaring loudly like a lion, and the dog crowed triumphantly, as a rooster crows, while the cat warbled noisily and the lamb chattered and the parrot barked and the peacock screeched "me-ow!"
Snoop Cat!" called Dinah, but there was no familiar "me-ow" to answer her. "Now, Freddie boy," she insisted, "if dat cat is alibe he will answer if youse call him, so just you stop a-sniffing and come along. Dere's a good chile," and she patted him in her old way. "Come wit Dinah and we will find Snoop."
Clear and high above the sound of the storm came an imperious "Me-ow!" "It's a cat," said Harlan. "You don't suppose the poor thing is shut up anywhere, do you?" "If it had been, we'd have found it. We've opened every door in the house, I'm sure. It must be outside." "Me-ow! Me-ow! Me-ow!" The voice was not pleading; it was rather a command, a challenge. "Kitty, kitty, kitty," she called.
'Pussy Me-ow' Simmons, the distinguished fiddling pianist, late of the Bowery, very late, I may remark, and now on the waiting list at Wallack's Theatre every other month, I am told will accompany him." "Hear! Hear!" "Horn! Horn!" "Don't let him get away, Fred." "Song! Song!" was heard all over the room. Oliver again tried to protest, but he was again shouted down by cries of "None of that!"
With a faint heart the little fellow started to call, beginning at the front door and walking slowly along toward the rear. "Stoop down now and den," ordered Dinah, "cause he might be hiding, you know." Freddie had reached the rear door and he stopped. "Now jist gib one more good call" said Dinah, and Freddie did. "Snoop! Snoop!" he called. "Me-ow," came a faint answer.
And then nurse heard a kind of kicking and scuffling in the china cupboard, and when she opened it there sat Olly doubled up, his brown eyes dancing like will-o'-the-wisps, and his little white teeth grinning. "Oh! Nana, she did make a funny me-ow!
"Wait one minute," said Olly, rushing off; and just then Mrs. Norton called nurse away to speak to her in the drawing-room. When nurse came back she saw nobody in the nursery. Milly had gone out in the garden, Olly was nowhere to be seen. And who had shut down the trunk, which was open when she left it? Me-ow, sounded very softly from somewhere close by. "Why Spot! Spot!" called nurse.
Me-ow, Me-ow, came again; a sad choky little mew, right from the middle of the children's trunk. "Master Olly and his tricks again," said nurse, running to the box and opening it.
Franz Abt's beautiful song was never before thus rendered. "I love thee, dearest, thee alone, Love thee, and only thee!" sang Flossie, while little pussy, regardless of time or sentiment, sang "me-u! me-ow! me-u! me-u!" "Our voices don't har-mer-lize, pussy, I know they don't. You'll just have to practise alone.
"You forget that constant association with you demands that I should frequently plug my two ears," retorted Winter. Furneaux would surely have thrown back the jest had not a knock on the door interrupted him. "Who's there? I'm busy," cried Winter. "Me-ow!" whined Peters's voice. "Oh, it's you, Tom. Come in!" The journalist crept in on tiptoe. "Hush! We are not observed," he said.
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