He put up his hand and tried to knock it away.

Then it seemed to fly to Chester and though he was not wholly unacquainted with the powers of Cousin Ronald and Hugh, he too involuntarily made an effort to dodge and drive it away.
Then the squeak of a mouse came from a reticule on Lucilla's lap, and that so unexpectedly that she gave a little scream, at the same time springing to her feet, and throwing the reticule from her.
At that her father laughed, and she picked it up again and reseated herself with a slightly mortified air.
"Let me get that mouse out for you, Lu," said Herbert, holding out his hand for the reticule; but scarcely were the words out of his mouth when the meow of a kitten, coming from his coat pocket, caused him to suddenly and almost involuntarily clap his hand upon it.
"Yes, Uncle Herbert, take the mouse out and give it to the cat," returned Lulu quickly, handing the reticule to him as she spoke.
"Thank you," he returned laughingly, "but I really don't believe the creature is hungry." "Oh, uncle, let me see that pussy!" cried Ned, running to him.
"Put your hand into my pocket and try if you can find it," was the good-humored reply, and Neddie at once availed himself of the permission.
"Why, it isn't there!" he exclaimed.

"How do you s'pose it got out ?" "I'm inclined to think it never got in, Ned," said his uncle.
"Oh, it's in mine!" cried the little fellow excitedly, and clapping his hand upon his pocket, as a pitiful meow seemed to come from it.

"Why, I can't feel it.

Papa,"-- running to him,--"please take it out, I can't." The captain took hold of the pocket.