“Oh, I’ve eaten a little to-day, but I’m ’most fasting,” said pussy; “it was only a bowl of porridge, and a trough of fat, and the goodman—and, now I think of it, I’ll take you, too,” and so she took the goody and gobbled her up.
“Good day, you cow at the manger,” said the Cat to Daisy the cow.
“Good day, pussy,” said the bell-cow; “have you had any food to-day?”
“Oh, I’ve had a little, but I’m ’most fasting,” said the Cat; “I’ve only had a bowl of porridge, and a trough of fat, and the goodman, and the goody—and, now I think of it, I’ll take you, too,” and so she took the cow and gobbled her up.
Then off she set into the home-field, and there stood a man picking up leaves.
“Good day, you leaf-picker in the field,” said the Cat.
“Good day, pussy; have you had anything to eat to-day?” said the leaf-picker.
“Oh, I’ve had a little, but I’m ’most fasting,” said the Cat; “it was only a bowl of porridge, and a trough of fat, and the goodman, and the goody, and Daisy the cow—and, now I think of it, I’ll take you, too.” So she took the leaf-picker and gobbled him up.
Then she came to a heap of stones, and there stood a stoat and peeped out.
“Good day, Mr. Stoat of Stoneheap,” said the Cat.