"Wow!" said the cat, almost below his breath.
But Jenny made no answer. The cat cast one venomous look and disappeared.
Then there came out a dog—a small brown and black animal, very sturdy on his legs, and earnest and independent in air and manner. He was the illegitimate offspring of a fox-terrier. He trotted briskly across from the direction of the orchard, diagonally past Jenny. As he crossed the trail of the cat he paused, smelt, and followed it up for a yard or two, till he identified for certain that it proceeded from an acquaintance; then he turned to resume his journey. The movement attracted the girl's attention.
"Lama!" called Jenny imperiously. "Come here this instant!"
Lama put his head on one side, nodded and smiled at her indulgently, and trotted on.
"Oh, dear me!" said Jenny, sighing out loud.