How did I know her old cats would fight ?" Mrs.Comstock began to laugh suddenly, and try as she would she could not stop so soon as she desired.

Billy studied her.
"Have you got turkeys ?" he demanded.
"Yes, flocks of them," said Mrs.Comstock, vainly struggling to suppress her mirth, and settle her face in its accustomed lines.
"Are their tails fast ?" demanded Billy.
"Why, I think so," marvelled Mrs.Comstock.
"Hers ain't!" said Billy with the wave toward Margaret that was becoming familiar.

"Her turkey pulled, and its tail comed right off.

She's going to whip me if he lets her.

I didn't know the turkey would pull.