Bella seem to enjoy the fun.

"Come on, boys," she screamed, as Henry Smith lifted her on his finger.

"Ha, ha, ha come on, let's have some fun.

Where's the guinea pig?
Where's Davy, the rat?
Where's pussy?
Pussy, pussy, come here.

Pussy, pussy, dear, pretty puss." Her voice was shrill and distinct, and very like the voice of an old woman who came to the house for rags and bones.