Knowing the ways of kittens, she sewed on the bows, and sewed them on firmly.

It could not be doubted that they looked much finer than ordinary unwashed kittens.

Directly after breakfast, the Twins put three in the basket of either of their bicycles, rode over to Rowington and handed them over to Ellen.
They would have liked to stay to see what luck she had with them but they had to return to their lessons.

After lunch they made three more snares; and the Terror found that the fingers of Erebus were, if anything, more deft at snare-making than his own.
It was late in the afternoon when they reached Rowington again; and when they came to Ellen's stall, they found to their joy that the basket which had held the six kittens was empty.
Ellen greeted them with a smile of the liveliest satisfaction, and said: "Well, Master Terror, you were right, and I was wrong.

I've sold them kitties--every one--and I've had two more ordered.