“Ah, no thank you, Miss Rose, she wouldn’t be any use at all.”
Clematis looked up. She did not feel very happy.
“Why, don’t you think she could help you?” Miss Rose looked surprised.
“No miss, she is no use at all. Yesterday I asked her to peel some potatoes, but she never lifted a finger. She said she didn’t know how.”
“Why, Clematis, I am surprised.”
“Well,” said Clematis, “if you never learned to peel potatoes, would you know how to do it?”
“Yes, I think I should. Katie would have shown you, if you had been willing to try.”
Clematis hung her head, and buried her face in Deborah’s soft fur.
“You see, miss, she’s of no use to me. She don’t want to work at all. Her cat, now, is a worker. She caught a big rat in the night.”
“Well then, Clematis, we shall have to ask Mrs. Snow to find you something else to do.”