The old cat objected, and struck at her, missing however, because Gwen jumped back.
"Ah, ye little varmint!" cried the cook, "if they's no person handy fer yez ter pester, thin yez fall back on the owld cat, poor crayture."
A few moments she watched Gwen in silence, then again she spoke.
"There she goes tryin' to climb up onto the fountain basin. Sure I'll hov ter shpake ter her, and I don't want ter, but she risks anything."
Throwing up the window she shouted:
"Hi! Miss Gwen! Coom down off'n there, 'fore ye do be gittin' a big fall!"
Gwen turned and made an outrageous face, thus giving proof of her sweetness.
"Coom doon!" shouted the cook, but Gwen only giggled and remained exactly where she was.