“A RED CROSS CAT”
This turned out to be true, for the doctor grew fond, as well as proud, of his warlike cat; and as Torn-nose gradually improved in conversation and manners, he did his owner great service in the office by entertaining patients while they waited.
But of course all this happened long after the Woods had left town, and Weejums had entered upon the most astonishing of her experiences.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
A VISITING LADY
THE first day on the train Weejums sat up in Eunice’s lap like any other traveller, enjoying the view, and spitting at the engines that passed. And when the sleeping-car conductor came along, she was smuggled under the seat in the hopes that he might not guess what that innocent-looking lunch-basket contained. But he did, because while he was examining the tickets, Weejums got out of the basket, and sharpened her claws on his leg. He jumped a little, and said, “I am sorry, madam, but that cat will have to go into the baggage-car to-night. We never allow animals on a sleeper.”
“Then I’ll go, too,” said Eunice, promptly.
“We don’t allow little girls in a baggage-car,” he said with a smile.