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performances very much. ‘Their master loves them dearly,
and every day they jump up on his shoulders, and, rubbing
their soft cheeks against his beard, purr gently, as if to
say, “Ah, master dear, if it were not for you, how stupid

 

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we should be! You have taught us everything.” Then
the master laughs and strokes them, before he sets them
at work. Then he says:

“ Pussies, attention !”

Down they jump, their eyes flashing, their ears twitch-
ing and eager, their very tails saying —“Aye, aye, sir.”