Mr.Stubbs wanted to see skim-milk in quarts; the Terror could only see it in pails; and this difference of point of view nearly brought the negotiations to an abrupt end twice.

But the Terror's suavity prevented a complete break; and in the end they struck a bargain that he should have as much skim-milk as he required at threepence halfpenny the pailful.
In the course of the next fortnight they admitted twelve more kittens to the home; and the Terror had yet another idea.

Milk alone seemed an insufficient diet for them; and he approached the village baker on the matter of stale bread.

There were more negotiations; and in the end the Terror made a contract with the baker for a supply of it at nearly his own price.

Now he fed the kittens on bread and milk; they throve on it; and it went further than plain milk.
The Twins enjoyed but little leisure.