“Are you hungry, little girl?” he asked, looking down with a smile.
“Wouldn’t you be hungry if you hadn’t had anything to eat all day long?” Clematis looked up at him with tears in her big brown eyes.
“Nothing to eat all day? Why, you must be nearly starved!” As he spoke, the policeman started into the store, pulling Clematis after him.
She was so surprised that she almost dropped her kitten.
“Miew,” said poor Deborah, as if she knew they were going to starve no longer. But it was really because she was squeezed so tight she couldn’t help it.
“Now, Miss Clematis, do you see anything there you like?”
Jim Cunneen smiled down at Clematis, as she peeped through the glass case at the things inside.
She stood silent, with her nose right against the glass.
There were so many things to eat it almost took her breath away.
“Well, what do you say, little girl? Don’t you see anything you like?”