“Caungu! Ca-ungu-u-u!”
“Quee, quee!”
“You did this, you wicked creature!” squalled the Cat.
“I was so hungry!” squeaked the Rat, and then the boat began to sink, and there was no time for any more talk. They had to swim for their lives.
“I am going to eat you,” said the Cat, glaring at the Rat as they swam.
“I deserve it,” squeaked the Rat; “but don’t eat me now or you will be choked by the water. Wait until we reach the shore.”
“I will wait,” said the Cat, “but when we reach the shore I will certainly eat you.”
At last they reached the dry land.
“Now,” said the Cat, “I will eat you.”
“I deserve it,” said the Rat, “but I am too wet to be good eating now. Let me dry myself, while you dry your own beautiful coat. I shall be ready when you are.”