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a cat," Twaddles announced a bit jerkily. "We--we brought you a sample!" and he pulled the little kitten from his coat and held it out to the astonished grocery clerk. "Good gracious!" said Mr. Hambert "Are you selling cats?" "We're not selling them," Twaddles insisted. "We're getting homes for them. This is a sample." Mr. Hambert began to laugh and so did several of the customers who had been listening. "Come, now, Hambert, you do need a cat," said the man who was waiting for the sliced ham. "Didn't you tell me last week your old Minnie died? Now here's her successor. All ready delivered at your door and no trouble for you at all." "I can't take cats," Mr. Hambert retorted. "Tell you what you do, Twaddles, go into the office and see what Mr. Morris has to say." Mr. Morris was the owner of the store and he had a desk in a small private office far back from the counters. Twaddles marched down the aisle and Dot after him. They found Mr. Morris reading a newspaper and looking as though he might not be very busy. He smiled when he saw them. "Hello!" he said, "what brings you calling?" "Don't you want a nice kitten, Mr. Morris?" asked Twaddles persuasively. "It will grow up and catch mice and rats, and it won't need much to eat. If Minnie is dead, you really need a cat, don't you?" Well, it took several minutes to make the grocery man understand what they were trying to do, and then he laughed and they had to wait till he wiped his eyes and could speak plainly. But, after all this, Mr. Morris said he would be very glad to take the kitten and it could live in the store and would be sure of a comfortable home. "But we can't leave this one--it's a sample," Dot explained earnestly. "We'll bring you your kitten this afternoon--it will be just like this one, only a different color." "Are you sure it will be as good a mouser and as sweet-tempered and as pretty?" demanded Mr. Morris. "I wouldn't want to be disappointed." The twins assured him that all the kittens were lovely and that gave him another thought. He wanted to know how many there were. "Seven," said Twaddles, "and Mother said seven are too many to keep." "I agree with your mother," Mr. Morris said. "And I believe, if you go to see my sister, Mrs. Tracy, that she will be glad to take a kitten; she's expecting her little grandson to come for a visit next week and she would be glad to have a pet ready for him. You know where Mrs. Tracy lives,
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