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"I read all these tales when a child, and know that one especially

well"

"But, father," interposed the little girl in the chimney-corner, "you

know quite well that ed by the wicked fairy into a white cat Mother has toldshe says"

"I can easily believe that," rejoined the farht, a

beneath the floor, and would not let us go to sleep Youras near it as she could, reat cat, that the noise ceased instantly I believe the poor ain Ha! ha! ha!"

The son, an ill-looking youth, who had entered during the conversation,

joined in his father's laugh; but his laugh was very different from the

old man's: it was polluted with a sneer I watched him, and saw that,

as soon as it was over, he looked scared, as if he dreaded some evil

consequences to follow his presu

till we should seat ourselves at the table, and listening to it all

with an a in it of the look hich one

listens to the sententious remarks of a pompous child We sat down to

supper, and I ate heartily My bygone distresses began already to look

far off