118 Fairy Tales

striking, and it is not every cat that cares to
encounter one.

“Tt was awfully brave of you,” said Dick,
stroking his ruffled fur. ‘I suppose there
was no one who could help you at all.”

Agrippa had his mouth full of feathers, so
that at first he was not able to speak; but
after he had got rid of them, he said with
great contempt—

‘““Who do you suppose was likely to fight
a hawk? Of course they all screeched and
ran away, except that new little creature
who the others were teasing. He has lots
_ of spirit, and did what I told him. He
is worth a dozen of the others, and his
name—’ here Agrippa looked round angrily,
and waved his tail in a threatening manner—
‘his name—do you hear, all of you ?—is
Love-in-a-mist.”

All the teasing had gone out of them, and
twenty frightened little voices made haste
to cry out at once—

“Yes, yes, of course! Love-in-a-mist,
Love-in-a-mist, Love-in-a-mist!”