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daisy’s fright. 
catch its tail, and playing with whatever it 
could roll about with its foot.’ They in¬ 
habit both Africa and Asia; and their skins 
are often brought to this country. And 
now, I think, we must let our cats rest for 
to-night, as we have sat up much later than 
usual.” 
Annie and Kate were to sleep in the 
large bed in the nursery, and Daisy in a 
little bed which stood across the room and 
close by a window. For a wonder, she 
seemed unwilling to go to bed, and lingered 
fidgeting about till Annie began to be out 
of patience with her. 
“ Do get into bed, Daisy, and let me put 
the light out. The room will be full of 
hugs and all sorts of things.” 
Daisy obeyed without making any an¬ 
swer ; and presently the girls heard her crying 
softly. Annie jumped up and went to her. 
“What is it, Daisy? What makes you 
cry ? Are you sick ?” 
Daisy shook her head, but kept fast hold 
of Annie’s hand. “What is it, then? Do 
you want any thing? or are you afraid ?” 
Daisy sobbed that she couldn’t help it. 
“Do you mind having her sleep in the 
