Boy. Now, Puss, you are up. Why do you say Mew? Why do you say purr?
You may lie by me, Cat. See her joy as I pat her ear.
Why do you get off the bed? Why do you beg to be let out?
Mother. So she may go to her kit.
Boy. Has she a kit? Why do you go to the kit? Is she to go?
Mother. Yes; let her go.
THE MORNING.
IN WORDS OF THREE LETTERS.
Mother. Now get up; it is six.
Boy. O, me! is it six?