"Now you must feed me, Dorothy, for I'm half starved."
The children were inclined to be frightened by the sight of the small
animal, which reminded them of the bears; but Dorothy reassured them
by explaining that Eureka was a pet and could do no harm even if she
wished to. Then, as the others had by this time moved away from the
table, the kitten sprang upon the chair and put her paws upon the
cloth to see what there was to eat. To her surprise an unseen hand
clutched her and held her suspended in the air. Eureka was frantic
with terror, and tried to scratch and bite, so the next moment she was
dropped to the floor,
"Did you see that, Dorothy?" she gasped.
"Yes, dear," her mistress replied; "there are people living in this
house, although we cannot see them. And you must have better manners,
Eureka, or something worse will happen to you."
She placed a plate of food upon the floor and the kitten ate greedily.
"Give me that nice-smelling fruit I saw on the table," she begged,
when she had cleaned the plate.
"Those are damas," said Dorothy, "and you must never even taste them,
Eureka, or you'll get invis'ble, and then we can't see you at all."
The kitten gazed wistfully at the forbidden fruit.
"Does it hurt to be invis'ble?" she asked.
"I don't know," Dorothy answered; "but it would hurt me dre'fully to
lose you."
"Very well, I won't touch it," decided the kitten; "but you must keep
it away from me, for the smell is very tempting."
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