Mot herl yaff ecti onk nocksal loth ervir tu esperfec tlyc old.[[E]]
XCI.
"There, now," said a kitten, triumphantly, laying a passive mouse at the feet of her mother. "I flatter myself I am coming on with a reasonable degree of rapidity. What will become of the minor quadrupeds when I have attained my full strength and ferocity, it is mournful to conjecture!"
"Did he give you much trouble?" inquired the aged ornament of the hearth-side, with a look of tender solicitude.
"Trouble!" echoed the kitten, "I never had such a fight in all my life! He was a downright savage—in his day."
"My Falstaffian issue," rejoined the Tabby, dropping her eyelids and composing her head for a quiet sleep, "the above is a toy mouse."
XCII.
A crab who had travelled from the mouth of the Indus all the way to Ispahan, knocked, with much chuckling, at the door of the King's physician.
"Who's there?" shouted the doctor, from his divan within.