14 
THE RECOVERY. 
Daisy clapped her hands for joy. “ She will 
live! I do believe she will live, after all! 
Won’t she, Sidney?” 
“Of course she will,” returned Sidney, 
in rather patronizing tones. “It isn’t so 
easy to kill a cat, I can tell you. People 
say they have nine lives, because they are 
so hardy. Isn’t she pretty, aunt?” 
“Very pretty,” replied Miss Louisa. “If 
she will stay, she will come in very nicely 
to fill poor Jenny’s place.” 
“She will never fill Jenny’s place,” said 
Annie, rather sorrowfully. “ I shall never 
like another cat as I did her!—never!” 
“Just as you said when Jessie died and 
when Punch was lost,” returned Sidney; 
“ and yet you thought just as much of the 
others. I would never have a pet if I were 
going to feel so about it, because something 
always does happen to them, sooner or later. 
But how is Dick, aunt? Is his face very 
had?” 
“ I think he will have a black eye for a 
few days, perhaps, but nothing more. And 
now, Annie, I want you to tell me how all 
this happened; for I have no clear idea 
about it yet.” 
