....I could at least bark if he should pick up that dreadful knife. So I stayed close by him; and it was a good thing that I did, for presently that cat climbed up on the back of his chair, rubbed herself, purring, all around his neck, and, I am quite certain, whispered something in his ear. He instantly drew the sugar-bowl toward him, pulled out a lump, and offered it to her. To do her justice, she refused to take it, but you ought to have seen her grin when he popped it into his own mouth!I barked as hard as I could, and said just what I thought about that cat, and about their leaving him alon....And of course I could not make them understand where she had been, although I tried to with all my might. I never can get used to people's being so stupid about what I wish to tell them: I am sure I speak quite as plainly as Aunt Nancy and Uncle Jake do, and nobody pretends not to understand THEM.
Medium. This stamp has a lot of area to cover evenly with ink, and the darkness of the cat next to the child can make getting a good image tricky, but not overly difficult.
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