All in a minute she rushed upon Tom Kitten, and before he knew what was happening--
whose name was Samuel Whiskers),-- "Anna Maria, make me a kitten dumpling roly-poly pudding for my dinner.
It requires dough and a pat of butter, and a rolling-pin," said Anna Maria, considering Tom Kitten with her head on one side.
While Tom Kitten was left alone under the floor of the attic, he wriggled about and tried to mew for help.
Tom Kitten wriggled and squirmed until he was quite exhausted.
Anna Maria said she thought that it was of no consequence; but she wished that Tom Kitten would hold his head still, as it disarranged the pastry.
Tom Kitten bit and spat, and mewed and wriggled; and the rolling-pin went roly- poly, roly; roly, poly, roly.
The kitten appeared from under the vendor's seat with an ingratiating purr.
Near the shed the kitten turned up again, obviously keen for milk.
The kitten turned up again and made a great fuss with him and licked and bit his ear.
He had finished that up and handed its gleanings to the kitten and he was falling-to on the second plateful, when the plate broke in his hand
He made three strides across the devastated area, captured the kitten neatly, and went his way towards the shed, with her purring loudly on his shoulder.