"Perhaps he will run away with the spoon," said Nan.
But no; he was an honest little dog, and did not think of doing anything of the kind.
III.
On the opposite side of the house was an old gentleman in a velvet cap. He had a paper in his hand, and was trying to teach something to a boy who was on the other side of the trellis. But the boy was not attending to him, though he kept his eyes fixed upon the paper.
No; he was muttering—
"The little cat was in the house, and the house moved away. It must have been an enchanted house and an enchanted cat."
"What are you saying?" asked the old gentleman. "That is not on the paper."
Then the boy looked up and said—
"If I'd seven-leagued boots, I'd go after them."
"That is certainly not written down there," answered the old gentleman. "Of what are you thinking, Ulick?"