“Indeed I am! But they kept me down cellar so I would not be hurt when the furniture was being set around, I guess.”
“Won’t you come over and have a game of shadow tag?” asked the black cat. “My name is Blackie,” she went on.
“And mine is Speckle,” said the other. “I suppose you are called Blackie because you are so black.”
“Yes,” answered Blackie, “and I think you must be called Speckle because you are speckled gray and white.”
“That’s it,” Speckle answered, as he jumped down off the fence.
Then the two cats had a nice time playing shadow tag under the grape arbor. After a bit, as they lay down to rest on the grass, Speckle asked: “Did you ever run away?”
“Run away!” exclaimed Blackie. “What’s that?”
“Why, don’t you know?” went on Speckle in some surprise. “To run away is to leave your home, and go off to have adventures.”
“What are adventures?” Blackie wanted to know.