Then he would twist his feet about so that he could get a good view of the high heels.

Then he would double up his knees, and fairly hug the boots.

And if Mr.Sherwood noticed all this he gave no sign.

Probably he remembered the day he had his first pair of boots.

And that night, though Whitey did not sleep in the boots, he took them to bed with him.
In the morning Whitey restrained his impatience until breakfast-time, then strolled down to the bunk house, wearing the boots.