He's a sly little dog, and knows my eye is on him.

When I asked him what he saw in the dressing-room, after he brought out the ball, and looked sharply at him, he laughed, and said 'Only a mouse,' as saucy as you please." "Do set the trap there, I heard the mouse nibbling last night, and it kept me awake.

We must have a cat or we shall be overrun." "Well, shall I give Ben a good blowing up, or will you ?" asked Thorny, scorning such poor prey as mice, and bound to prove that he was in the right.
"I'll let you know what I have decided in the morning.

Be kind to Ben, meantime, or I shall feel as if I had done you harm by letting you watch him." So it was left for that day, and by the next, Miss Celia had made up her mind to speak to Ben.

She was just going down to breakfast when the sound of loud voices made her pause and listen.