CAT (nodding). Just so! Now, I can't decide where to keep my grease-pot when I have bought one. Won't you give me your advice? You are so wise.
MISS MOUSE. Do you truly think I'm wise?
CAT (nodding). Aye, and if you will tell me where to keep my grease-pot when I have bought it, I'll tell you something more.
MISS MOUSE (greatly pleased). About me?
CAT (nodding). Yes,—what every one says about your being so beautiful. But first I must know where to keep my grease-pot.
MISS MOUSE. Then listen—you must keep it, when you have bought it, in the northwest corner.
[The Cat runs quickly to the northwest corner.]
MISS MOUSE (in alarm). Come away! Come away!
CAT. Why, here is your grease-pot!
MISS MOUSE (as before). Come away, I say!