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tiny little traveling cai^s. They all looked
hard at Karsten and me with our animals in
our arms.
The billy-goat bleated and was determined
to get down on to the deck, and the cat miaowed
and the ladies drew their skirts close and looked
indignant.
“ Go into the cabin! ” said Mother.
Karsten and I scrambled down below with
the goat and the cat. There wasn’t a living
soul there, nothing but bad air and red velvet
sofas. We let go of both the goat and the cat.
It would be good for them to stir their legs a
little, poor creatures!
Pit-pat! pit-pat! Away went the goat to a
sofa, and snatched a big bite out of a bouquet
of stock that lay there. One long lavender
spray hung dangling from Billy-goat’s mouth.
“ Oh, are you crazy? Catch your goat!
Catch your goat! ”
But the flowers were gone and the goat was
dancing sideways over the cabin floor.
From the sideboard sounded a thud and a
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