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afterwards a wolf came to pay his respects, and knocked at the door.
Wolf. Good day, Mn. Cat, ^th your whiBkers so trim ; How comes it yoa're Hitting alone so prim f Whatfs that yoa are cooking so nicely, I pray ?
Cat, O, that's bread and milk for my dinner to-day. Will your worship be pleased to stay and dine, Or shall I fetch yoa a glass of wine ?
" No, I thank you : Mra Fox is not at home, I suppose ?"
Cat. She sits all alone.
Her griefs to bemoan ;
For, alas ! alas ! Mr. Fox is gone.
Wdf. Ah ! dear Mrs. Poss ! that's a loss indeed ;
D'ye think she'd take me for a husband instead f
Cat. " Indeed, Mr. Wolf, I don't know but she may, If you'll sit down a moment, I'll step up and see." So she gare him a chair, and shaking her ears. She very obligingly tripped it up stairs. She knocked at the door with the rings on her toes, And said, Mrs. Fox, you're within, I suppose ?"
- O yes," said the widow, " pray come in, my dear,
And tell me whose Toice in the kitchen I hear." ^ It*s a wolf," said the cat, '^ with a nice smooth skin. Who was passing this way, and just stepped in To see (as old Mr. Fox is dead) If you like to take him for a husband instead."
" But," said Mrs. Fox, " has he red feet and a sharp snout T " No," said the cat. " Then he won't do for me." Soon after the wolf was sent about his business, there came a dog, then a goat, and after that a bear, a lion, and all the beasts, one after another. But they all wanted something that old Mr. Fox had, and the cat was ordered (;o