"Indeed!"
"I can make tar."
"Can you? And how do you make tar, Freddie?"
"With water, and blacklead and soap. Only Aunt Hetty won't let me. I'll show Frank how to make tar."
"I'd be very much obliged to you if you would."
"I can make lots of things, and I'll show Frank how to make all of them. Have you got a cat?"
"I'm sorry to say we have not. Perhaps you could make one for us?"
"Make a cat! No; I couldn't. Nobody could make a cat."
"Why not?"
"Because they scrape you awfully. We had a cat in the other house, and we took it to this house and it ran away, and Mrs. Grainger says it will never come back. And it needn't have run away, because when I grow big I am going to fish in the canal and catch fish for it. Cats like fish."