"Well," said Posy, "kittens have to be teached to drink milk, you know."
Papa laughed, as he was very apt to do when he heard of Posy's mischief; but when Mamma shook her head at him he stopped and tried to look very serious.
"It was very naughty of you to lock Hannah down cellar, Posy," he said; "you see I can't have any more muffins, for it's time for me to go for the train."
Posy looked very sad to think she had been the cause of so much trouble, and Papa could never bear to see his little girl unhappy; so he caught her in his arms and kissed her, saying,—
"But I can't help loving you, if you are naughty."
"Hannah," said Posy, as Hannah entered to take away the breakfast, "my papa says it was very naughty in me to lock you down cellar, but that he loves me still."
