She was always as jealous as she could be of them!" and out to the barn went the house-cat.
"I never visited her before," she said to herself, "she's so countrified in her ways and lives in a barn; but I must see if she's got my baby."
The barn-cat knew what she was coming for as soon as she caught sight of her.
"I want my kitten," said the house-cat, going up to the box; and she stepped very daintily and held her head very high, as if she were afraid of soiling her shining fur. "I should think you'd be ashamed of yourself to slink into the house and steal my kitten! But I don't suppose you know any better, as you've never been used to good society."
"I didn't steal your kitten! I don't want your old kitten; it isn't half so smart or pretty as mine are."
"Indeed!" answered the house-cat with
