“We’re going to play ‘circus’ in the barn this afternoon,” said Posy at dinner, “and we’re going to have the kittens for the animals.”
“Nancy plays circus first-class,” said Tom; “she isn’t such a scare-cat as most girls are.”
“Where did she learn anything about the circus?” asked Papa. “I don’t believe she ever saw anything but the tents.”
“Yes,” answered Posy eagerly; “her says when the circus was here once her skun the fence and peeked through a hole under the tent and her saw the horses’ feet.”
“Poor child!” said Papa, “the next time the circus comes she shan’t ‘skin’ the fence, but shall go with you and see the whole performance.”
“Hannah,” said Posy after dinner, “have you seen anything of the barn-cat’s collar? Her has lost it.”
“No,” answered Hannah, “I haven’t seen it, and what’s more I don’t expect to. I guess it won’t be the last thing that you’ll find missing. You’d better look after your things a little sharper, for I don’t trust that Nancy too fur.”
“Nancy is a good little girl, Hannah. Her doesn’t steal. It’s very mean to say such things,” said Posy angrily.
“Well, it won’t do no harm to keep your things locked up,” replied Hannah.
Nancy came in from the barn, where she had been to feed the kittens.