“What fer?”
“Oh, cat-fur to make kitten breeches.”
Mild laughter.
“I heard that you gave Jake the mitten last night.”
“Who told ye?”
“Oh, a little bird.”
“Say! Who did tell ye?”
“You'll never, never tell if I do?”
The clock near the patiently waiting doctor struck nine quick short strokes.
“Did you hear that?” asked the first voice, startled.