L. Yes; a brown one: Lucilla, you can get at the tip of it nicely, under Florrie's arm; just pull one out for me.
Lucilla. Oh! but, sir, it will hurt her so!
L. Never mind; she can't scratch you while Florrie is holding her. Now that I think of it, you had better pull out two.
Lucilla. But then she may scratch Florrie! and it will hurt her so, sir! if you only want brown hairs, wouldn't two of mine do?
L. Would you really rather pull out your own than Tittie's?
Lucilla. Oh, of course, if mine will do.
L. But that's very wicked, Lucilla!
Lucilla. Wicked, sir?
L. Yes; if your heart was not so bad, you would much rather pull all the cat's hairs out, than one of your own.