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These certainly were no friends of mine; but then they were rats; they were of the race of Mus. I could not see them perish without warning them of their danger. "Stop! stop!" squeaked I, keeping, however, at a respectful distance; "you are running right into a trap!" Whiskerandos turned sharp round and faced me. I retreated back several steps.
"And were you given to the lady?" said Whiskerandos. "I was placed before her on a table, in a quiet little back-parlour, in which she and my master sat together. She admired my appearance." "No, no!" interrupted I, "that's impossible, I can believe anything but that!" "Well, then, she wished to gratify my master by appearing to do so.
"I'll have a peep," said Whiskerandos, "and then off to old London again!" "You must take nothing from my master's house," cried Oddity. "Not a potato paring!" laughed our valiant companion. "And now I would advise you to be off," said my brother; "here's my master coming for his dinner."
"I'm sorry I poked him with the stick; he'd have given us some sport with the dogs!" Did ever such a heartless monster walk on two feet before! "Oh! Whiskerandos! Whiskerandos!" thought
And the waves, bearing the barrel on their green backs, seemed often ready to land it safely on shore, but each time changed their minds, and kept it bobbing up and down, while they retired back with a grating noise over the pebbles, as if mocking our distress and impatience. "We are farther off now than we were ten minutes ago," said Whiskerandos. "Perhaps the tide is on the turn.
Whiskerandos and I, being weary enough with the adventures through which we had passed, slept for the greater part of that day in the field, and wandered about during the night in a not vain search for food. The next day was remarkably hot. It was the season of harvest, and we felt the necessity of keeping quietly concealed, as many men, and women also, were busily engaged in the fields.
"This," said our guide, following the direction of my eyes, "is the Spass Preobrashenskoi Sabor; a church greatly adorned with the spoils of nations vanquished by Russia." "Well," said Whiskerandos, who in the course of his adventurous life had both seen cannon and learnt their use, "perhaps those big instruments of war are just as well up there, where they are seen, and not heard or felt.
"Humph!" said Whiskerandos; "I should prefer my wild freedom; but it is different, I suppose, with man. And as for you, Oddity, you were never like other rats; you were always intended for a watch-dog. And you really guard that can and parcel for hours, and resist the temptation to nibble?" "I am trusted," was the simple reply.
I exclaimed, "cruel, barbarous monster that he is!" "You are too hard on him," said Whiskerandos, in his own frank, good-humoured manner. "He may be no worse than the rest of his species, who think that there is no harm in being cruel to a rat. I suspect that even your blue-eyed friend would shout with joy to see a cat worry a mouse!" "I don't believe it!"
"Did he though?" cried Billy, much surprised. "And will you go to the Ragged School, Bobby?" "Won't I!" cried the boy, with a little more energy than I had seen in him before; "why, if I don't, I won't see that good gemman again!" "And won't you take me with you too?" said little Billy. That night I set out with Whiskerandos on more extended travels than any which I had yet attempted.
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