The $500 Check — page 192: what you’re looking at

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THE MIDNIGHT VISIT TO THE PANTRY. 179 Here the cat, who had been asleep on the hearth, roused herself, perhaps at the sight of the milk pitcher, and, mewing loudly, rubbed herself against Bert’s legs. - ‘‘Seat!’? cried Bert, in alow voice, anxiously looking toward the door of the bed chamber in which the farmerand his wife lay asleep. The cat got between his legs and nearly tripped him up, but he managed to get out of the room and upstairs. Phineas looked at him eagerly. ‘‘T have some bread and milk here,’’ said Bert. ‘‘I couldn’t find ary butter. There were some cold besnz and doughnuts, but——’”’ ‘The bread anc. milk are better. Give them tome. Jamalmost famishca.”’ The bread was dry and stale, but Phineas was not in the mood to be particular. He ate like one famished, anc drained the pitcher to the last drop. ‘“T feel better,” hesaid then, with asigh of relief. ‘‘T suppose I had better take the pitcher back to the kitchen. It will be missed,’’ re- flected Bert, and he started downstairs again Gomichboo CS (E(@) m