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"
Him
was
a
nice
old
pussens
,
him
was
,
"
vowed
Anne
,
cuddling
her
pet
defiantly
.
"
Well
,
I
do
n't
know
how
he
and
the
Sarah-cat
will
ever
make
out
to
live
together
,
"
said
Stella
pesimistically
.
"
Cat-fights
in
the
orchard
o'nights
are
bad
enough
.
But
cat-fights
here
in
the
livingroom
are
unthinkable
.
"
In
due
time
Aunt
Jamesina
arrived
.
Anne
and
Priscilla
and
Phil
had
awaited
her
advent
rather
dubiously
;
but
when
Aunt
Jamesina
was
enthroned
in
the
rocking
chair
before
the
open
fire
they
figuratively
bowed
down
and
worshipped
her
.
Aunt
Jamesina
was
a
tiny
old
woman
with
a
little
,
softly-triangular
face
,
and
large
,
soft
blue
eyes
that
were
alight
with
unquenchable
youth
,
and
as
full
of
hopes
as
a
girl
's
.
She
had
pink
cheeks
and
snow-white
hair
which
she
wore
in
quaint
little
puffs
over
her
ears
.
"
It
's
a
very
old-fashioned
way
,
"
she
said
,
knitting
industriously
at
something
as
dainty
and
pink
as
a
sunset
cloud
.
"
But
I
am
old-fashioned
.
My
clothes
are
,
and
it
stands
to
reason
my
opinions
are
,
too
.
I
do
n't
say
they
're
any
the
better
of
that
,
mind
you
.
In
fact
,
I
daresay
they
're
a
good
deal
the
worse
.
But
they
've
worn
nice
and
easy
.
New
shoes
are
smarter
than
old
ones
,
but
the
old
ones
are
more
comfortable
.
I
'm
old
enough
to
indulge
myself
in
the
matter
of
shoes
and
opinions
.
I
mean
to
take
it
real
easy
here
.
I
know
you
expect
me
to
look
after
you
and
keep
you
proper
,
but
I
'm
not
going
to
do
it
.
You
're
old
enough
to
know
how
to
behave
if
you
're
ever
going
to
be
.
So
,
as
far
as
I
am
concerned
,
"
concluded
Aunt
Jamesina
,
with
a
twinkle
in
her
young
eyes
,
"
you
can
all
go
to
destruction
in
your
own
way
.
"
"
Oh
,
will
somebody
separate
those
cats
?
"
pleaded
Stella
,
shudderingly
.
Aunt
Jamesina
had
brought
with
her
not
only
the
Sarah-cat
but
Joseph
.
Joseph
,
she
explained
,
had
belonged
to
a
dear
friend
of
hers
who
had
gone
to
live
in
Vancouver
.
"
She
could
n't
take
Joseph
with
her
so
she
begged
me
to
take
him
.
I
really
could
n't
refuse
.
He
's
a
beautiful
cat
--
that
is
,
his
disposition
is
beautiful
.
She
called
him
Joseph
because
his
coat
is
of
many
colors
.
"
It
certainly
was
.
Joseph
,
as
the
disgusted
Stella
said
,
looked
like
a
walking
rag-bag
.
It
was
impossible
to
say
what
his
ground
color
was
.
His
legs
were
white
with
black
spots
on
them
.
His
back
was
gray
with
a
huge
patch
of
yellow
on
one
side
and
a
black
patch
on
the
other
.
His
tail
was
yellow
with
a
gray
tip
.
One
ear
was
black
and
one
yellow
.
A
black
patch
over
one
eye
gave
him
a
fearfully
rakish
look
.
In
reality
he
was
meek
and
inoffensive
,
of
a
sociable
disposition
.
In
one
respect
,
if
in
no
other
,
Joseph
was
like
a
lily
of
the
field
.
He
toiled
not
neither
did
he
spin
or
catch
mice
.
Yet
Solomon
in
all
his
glory
slept
not
on
softer
cushions
,
or
feasted
more
fully
on
fat
things
.
