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MYSTERIOUS ACTION OF RATS.
“As for the rats,” said Mrs. Partington, as she missed
several slices of cake, the disappearance of which she
imputed to them, “it a'n't no use to try to get rid of
'em. They rather like the vermin anecdote, and even
chlorosive supplement they don't make up a face at. It
must be the rats,” continued she, thoughtfully, and took
a large thumb and forefinger full of rappee to help her
deliberation, — “it can't be Isaac that took the cake,
because he is a perfect prodigal of virtue, and would n't
deceive me so, for, I might leave a house full of bread
with him and he would n't touch it.”
Ike sat there demurely, with his right foot upon his
left knee, thinking what a capital sunglass one eye of the
old lady's specs would make, while a trace of crumbs
was visible about his mouth. It is feared that not even
chlorosive supplement, nor anything weaker than a padlock,
will save Mrs. Partington's cake.
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