E Nesbit

The Magic World E Nesbit

Book Excerpt: ...p on being--a sensible cat. The string, however, and the uncomfortable, tight position between those chequered knees--something or other was getting on his nerves.'Maurice!' shouted his father below, and the be-catted Maurice bounded between the knees of the creature that wore his clothes and his looks.'Coming, father, ' this thing called, and sped away, leaving Maurice on the servant's bed--under which Lord Hugh had taken refuge, with his tin-can, so short and yet so long a time ago. The stairs re-echoed to the loud boots which Maurice had never before thought loud; he had often, indeed, wondered that any one could object to them. He wondered now no longer. He heard the front door slam. That thing had gone to Dr. Strongitharm's. That was one comfort. Lord Hugh was a boy now; he would know what it was to be a boy. He, Maurice, was a cat, and he meant to taste fully all catty pleasures, from milk to mice. Meanwhile he was without mice or milk, and, unaccustomed as he was to a tail, Close.