Through the village they went. They did not seem afraid. There were no people about. Not a dog was to be seen.
At last they reached grandmother's house.
"Now," said grandmother, "you have followed me to my door. Are you looking for a new home? Did you pick me out to be your mistress? If you really wish to live with me, you may. We shall see."
She unlocked the door and went in. She left the door open. And after her went the two black and white kittens. They ran under the stove at once. Then grandmother shut the door.
In a short time she gave them some warm milk. When they had finished it, they took a walk around the room.
One found grandmother's workbasket. Then he felt sure that he should like his new home. He began to play with the spools.
His brother saw him. He thought he should like a game, too. So he rolled some of the spools out on the floor. But grandmother put the basket away before they did much harm.
Just then the telephone bell rang. The kittens both looked around. One jumped upon the table. From there he jumped to the telephone box.
He put his paw on the bell, which kept ringing. Perhaps he thought it would play with him. Perhaps he did not like the noise.