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kitten wriggled in her arms but calmed down as Bea stroked him softly under the chin.
“Oh, Princess Beatrice!” Mrs Brown hurried past. “I see you’re still carrying that kitten around.”
“No one seems to know where he’s come from,” Bea explained.
“Well, he’s much too small to find
his own way home,” said Mrs Brown. “I think Mr Patel has an empty shed at the back of his bakery. Perhaps we can keep the little cat in there until we find his owner. I’ll ask him now!”
Bea stared after her in dismay. She knew Mrs Brown was only trying to help but she didn’t think the kitten should be kept in a cold shed for the night. It didn’t sound very comfortable at all! What if the poor thing got lonely or scared? She
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