Trine did not think it best to reply at that moment, as she had been fairly caught in the wrong, but she secretly got her claws ready to scratch when her chance came--just like Philomele.

When the little party under the apple-tree were somewhat tranquillized again, the cat came purring and rubbing herself fawningly about Lili's feet.

The child only gave her an angry push, and turned to caress old Schnurri, who lay, still wet, on the ground near by; while Wili patted him affectionately, saying softly, "You shall have all my supper to-night, old fellow." "Mine too," said Lili, and they both understood now the real characters of the two pets.
Hunne sat looking thoughtfully at the rescued party, and at last accosted Jule, who was walking back and forth on the gravel path: "Look here, Jule, what will the 'dreadful end' be like ?" "Oh it may be anything, Hunne.

You see they have tried fire and water, and next they will pull the house down about our ears, I dare say.

Then we shall lie under the ruins, and it will be all over with us." "Shan't we be able to jump up quick, and get out of the way ?" asked Hunne, anxiously.
"We may; unless the twins should be seized with their great idea in the middle of the night." "You'll wake me up then Jule, won't you ?" asked the little fellow pleadingly.
Mrs.Kurd had come running at the repeated summons of Aunt Ninette, just as Battiste had gone to save the patriarchs of the flood with his bean-pole; and when she reached her, the tumult was stilled.
"Did you hear that, Mrs.Kurd?
It was frightful! Everything is quiet now, and I hope they are saved!" "Oh yes, of course," said Mrs.Kurd, quite unconcernedly, "it is only the little ones.