Everybody rushed to the kitchen--the doctor and Miss Oliver, Mrs.Blythe, Rilla, Miranda in her wedding-veil.

Susan was sitting flatly in the middle of the kitchen floor with a dazed, bewildered look on her face, while Doc, evidently in his Hyde incarnation, was standing on the dresser, with his back up, his eyes blazing, and his tail the size of three tails.
"Susan, what has happened ?" cried Mrs.Blythe in alarm.

"Did you fall?
Are you hurt ?" Susan picked herself up.
"No," she said grimly, "I am not hurt, though I am jarred all over.

Do not be alarmed.

As for what has happened--I tried to kick that darned cat with both feet, that is what happened." Everybody shrieked with laughter.