“Well, we soon will know,” added Trot.
As the Three Kittens stood there looking at each other, the same tinkle tinkle of the same silver bell was heard by them.
“I wonder what that means,” cried Dot and Tot.
This is what the little silver voice now said.
“Who can get breakfast, may I inquire,
Until they have made a good kitchen fire?”
Then the Three Little Kittens made a fire and soon it was roaring merrily.
Then the little bell tinkled again and a voice said,
“Old Mother Catastrophe’s old and gray,
Who will bring in her water to-day?”