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tom-cat began  to purr, and  the lien to cluck.  “ What’s that ?"
                           said  the woman, looking  round.  Not  seeing very  clearly, she
                           mistook  the  duckling  for  a  fat  duck  that  had  lost  its way.
                           ** Why  lhi3 is quite a prize/’ added she, li 1 can now get ducks
                           eggs, unless^ indeed, it be a male;  we must wait a bit  and see.*'
                           So  the duckling was kept on trial for  three weeks,  but no eggs
                           were forthcoming.      The tom-cat and  the lion were the master
                           and mistress of the house, and always said, “ Hre and the world,’*
                           for they fancied themselves to be half, and by far tbe better half,
                           too, of the whole universe.  The duckling thought there might
                           be two opinions on  this  point,  but the  hen would  not admit of
                           any such doubts.  “ Can you  lay eggs ? ” asked  she.— “ No.”
                           —“ Then have the goodness to  hold your tongue.”  And  then
                           the  tom-cat  enquired,  “ Can  you  raise  your  back  or  purr,
                           or  throw out  sparks?        No ! ”—“ Then  you  have  no  busi­
                           ness  to  have  any  opinion  at  all,  when  rational  people  arc
                           talking.’’
                              The  duckling  sat  in  a  corner  much  out  of  spirits,  when
                           in  came  the  fresh  air  and  the  sunshine,  which  gave  him
                           such  a  strange  longing  to  swim  on  the  water,  that  he could
                           not  help  saying  so  to  the  hen.  41 What's  this whim V   said
                           she.  u That comes of  being  idle ;  if you could either lay eggs
                           or purr, you would not  indulge  in  such  fancies.”—*4 Jiut it is
                           so delightful to swim about  on the  w ater/' observed the duck­
                           ling, “ and to feel it close over one's head  when one dives down
                           to the  bottom."— A great  pleasure,  indeed,’ quoth the  lien,
                           “ you  must  be  crazy,  surely  ;  ouly ask  the cat— for he's  the
                           wisest creature  I  know— bow he  would  like  to  swim  on  the
                           water, or dive under it.  To say nothing  of  myself—just  ask
                           our  old  mistress,  who  is  wiser  than  anybody  in  the  world,
                           whether  she’d  relish  swimming,  and  fceliDg the waters  close
                           above  her head.”—44 You can’t  understand me,” said the duck­
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