MR. CHUPES AND MISS JENNY 



wild performances, then questioningly up 

 at my face as if to say: " What do you 

 think of all this nonsense, dear? " 



Jenny, meanwhile, as fussy and impor- 

 tant as you can possibly picture her, flew 

 from one corner of the room to another in 

 her search for a suitable nesting-place. 

 Finally she settled upon a sort of shelf over 

 a window, and to this point she began to 

 carry everything she could drag away. 



My slippers were first attempted, but 

 they, naturally, proved too heavy. After 

 this failure came a brilliant success, for my 

 lace pin-cushion cover was soon seen flying 

 triumphantly through the air. Handker- 

 chiefs, letters, soft bits of woollen materials 

 and all other available articles in the room 

 were transferred to the window-top, while 

 a telegraphic communication was estab- 

 lished between my work-basket and Jenny's 

 nest by means of several yards of thread. 



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