The Animal Story Book

le, feeling sure that the furniture and ornaments of the room, if they could speak, would say they were glad to see me again. As I glanced from one familiar object to another, I saw, upon

e was Madame Lamarque. She c

king a white sauce, and you, who can cook yourself, know how q

t I do not know is, where this new guest of

marque in a sentimental t

dame Lamarque!

, an orphan-a f

little

hat would inte

you find it, Ma

ry-miaow, miaow, miaow! and I sai

ou actuall

ittle thing behind the sticks. Then I recollected how y

you are making a mist

has sent us the cat which my master wishes for." And now there

ease be careful, Madame Lamarque, that it does not eat my

Michel, coming in, 'there is a method

the method, m

t it against the uncovered side of the cage, you let out the cat, and you leave the room. The cat, when it ma

nd what of the trouba

ight, sir; you are to have Potich for forty francs, only you

find two white mice

ommission to me, I will

commissio

sir,' said Madame Lamarque, 'I shoul

eans Mysouff, M

cat's nam

ou never knew Mysouff.' And I became so thoughtful that Madame Lamarque was kind

s cat had missed his vocation-he ought to have been a dog. Every morning I started for my office at half-past nine, and came back every evening at half-past five. Every morning Mysouff followed me to the corner of a particular street, and every evening I found him in the same street, at the same corner, waiting for me. Now the curious thing was that on the days when I had found some amuseme

nstance of telepat

mother would say; 'the days you come in are my day

I drew nearer, he rose and walked backwards and forwards across the pavement with his back arched and his tail in the air. When I reached him, he jumped up upon me as a dog would ha

the next perhaps, I shall see her

e of Mysouff brought back all these recollections; so you

had done, although, as will be seen later, he was not distinguished