Charlie Black sat up and tried to grin at Meg.
“I got four kittens,” he said, careless as usual of his grammar. “They’re beauties.”
CHAPTER XV
MR. FRITZ’S KITTENS
Of course Meg’s attention was held at once.
“Where did you get any kittens, Charlie?” she asked, half inclined not to believe him.
Charlie wriggled along the ground till he was a safe distance from Bobby, then scrambled to his feet.
“A man gave ’em to me,” he said. “He wants me to drown ’em!” and away he skated as fast as he could go.