Pussycatsitsbythefire—howshouldshebefair? Inwalksthelittledog—says“Catareyouthere? HowdoyoudoMistressKitty?MistressCat,how “Ithankyoukindly,littledog,Ifareaswellasyou!” OnceuponatimetherewasaPussycatcalledRibby,whoinvitedalittledogcalledDuchesstotea. “Comeingoodtime,mydearDuchess,”saidRibby’sletter,“andwewillhavesomethingsoverynice. Iambakingitinapie-dish—apie-dishwithapinkrim.Younevertastedanythingsogood!AndYOUshalleatitall!Iwilleatmuffins,mydearDuchess!”wroteRibby. “Iwillcomeverypunctually,mydearRibby,”wroteDuchess;andthenattheendsheadded—“Ihopeitisn’tmouse?” Andthenshethoughtthatdidnotlookquitepolite;soshescratchedout“isn’tmouse”andchangeditto“Ihopeitwillbefine,”andshegaveherlettertothepostman. ButshethoughtagreatdealaboutRibby’spie,andshereadRibby’sletteroverandoveragain. “IamdreadfullyafraiditWILLbemouse!” saidDuchesstoherself—“Ireallycouldn’t,COULDN’Teatmousepie. AndIshallhavetoeatit,becauseitisaparty. AndMYpiewasgoingtobevealandham.Apinkandwhitepie-dish! Andsoismine;justlikeRibby’sdishes;theywerebothboughtatTabithaTwitchit’s.” Duchesswentintoherlarderandtookthepieoffashelfandlookedatit. “Ohwhatagoodidea!Whyshouldn’tIrushalongandputmypieintoRibby’sovenwhenRibbyisn’tthere?” RibbyinthemeantimehadreceivedDuchess’sanswer,andassoonasshewassurethatthelittledogwouldcome—shepoppedHERpieintotheoven. Thereweretwoovens,oneabovetheother;someotherknobsandhandleswereonlyornamentalandnotintendedtoopen. Ribbyputthepieintotheloweroven;thedoorwasverystiff. “Thetopovenbakestooquickly,”saidRibbytoherself. Ribbyputonsomecoalandsweptupthehearth.Thenshewentoutwithacantothewell,forwatertofillupthekettle. Thenshebegantosettheroominorder,foritwasthesitting-roomaswellasthekitchen. WhenRibbyhadlaidthetableshewentoutdownthefieldtothefarm,tofetchmilkandbutter. Whenshecameback,shepeepedintothebottomoven;thepielookedverycomfortable. Ribbyputonhershawlandbonnetandwentoutagainwithabasket,tothevillageshoptobuyapacketoftea,apoundoflumpsugar,andapotofmarmalade. Andjustatthesametime,DuchesscameoutofHERhouse,attheotherendofthevillage. RibbymetDuchesshalf-waydownthestreet,alsocarryingabasket,coveredwithacloth.Theyonlybowedtooneanother;theydidnotspeak,becausetheyweregoingtohaveaparty. AssoonasDuchesshadgotroundthecorneroutofsight—shesimplyran!StraightawaytoRibby’shouse! Ribbywentintotheshopandboughtwhatsherequired,andcameout,afterapleasantgossipwithCousinTabithaTwitchit. RibbywentontoTimothyBaker’sandboughtthemuffins.Thenshewenthome. Thereseemedtobeasortofscufflingnoiseinthebackpassage,asshewascominginatthefrontdoor.Buttherewasnobodythere. Duchessinthemeantime,hadslippedoutatthebackdoor. “ItisaveryoddthingthatRibby’spiewasNOTintheovenwhenIputminein! AndIcan’tfinditanywhere;Ihavelookedalloverthehouse. IputMYpieintoanicehotovenatthetop. Icouldnotturnanyoftheotherhandles;Ithinkthattheyareallshams,”saidDuchess,“butIwishIcouldhaveremovedthepiemadeofmouse! Icannotthinkwhatshehasdonewithit? IheardRibbycomingandIhadtorunoutbythebackdoor!” Duchesswenthomeandbrushedherbeautifulblackcoat;andthenshepickedabunchofflowersinhergardenasapresentforRibby;andpassedthetimeuntiltheclockstruckfour. Ribby—havingassuredherselfbycarefulsearchthattherewasreallynoonehidinginthecupboardorinthelarder—wentupstairstochangeherdress. Shecamedownstairsagain,andmadethetea,andputtheteapotonthehob.ShepeepedagainintotheBOTTOMoven,thepiehadbecomealovelybrown,anditwassteaminghot. Shesatdownbeforethefiretowaitforthelittledog.“IamgladIusedtheBOTTOMoven,”saidRibby,“thetoponewouldcertainlyhavebeenverymuchtoohot.” Verypunctuallyatfouro’clock,Duchessstartedtogototheparty. Ataquarterpastfourtotheminute,therecameamostgenteellittletap-tappity.“IsMrs.Ribstonathome?”inquiredDuchessintheporch. “Comein!Andhowdoyoudo,mydearDuchess?”criedRibby.“IhopeIseeyouwell?” “Quitewell,Ithankyou,andhowdoYOUdo,mydearRibby?”saidDuchess.“I’vebroughtyousomeflowers;whatadelicioussmellofpie!” “Oh,whatlovelyflowers!Yes,itismouseandbacon!” “Ithinkitwantsanotherfiveminutes,”saidRibby.“Justashadelonger;Iwillpouroutthetea,whilewewait.Doyoutakesugar,mydearDuchess?” “Ohyes,please!MydearRibby;andmayIhavealumpuponmynose?” “Withpleasure,mydearDuchess.” Duchesssatupwiththesugaronhernoseandsniffed— “Howgoodthatpiesmells!Idolovevealandham—Imeantosaymouseandbacon—” Shedroppedthesugarinconfusion,andhadtogohuntingunderthetea-table,sodidnotseewhichovenRibbyopenedinordertogetoutthepie. Ribbysetthepieuponthetable;therewasaverysavorysmell. Duchesscameoutfromunderthetableclothmunchingsugar,andsatuponachair. “Iwillfirstcutthepieforyou;Iamgoingtohavemuffinandmarmalade,”saidRibby. “Ithink”—(thoughtDuchesstoherself)—“ITHINKitwouldbewiserifIhelpedmyselftopie;thoughRibbydidnotseemtonoticeanythingwhenshewascuttingit. Whatverysmallfinepiecesithascookedinto! IdidnotrememberthatIhadminceditupsofine;Isupposethisisaquickeroventhanmyown.” Thepie-dishwasemptyingrapidly!Duchesshadhadfourhelpsalready,andwasfumblingwiththespoon. “Alittlemorebacon,mydearDuchess?”saidRibby. “Thankyou,mydearRibby;Iwasonlyfeelingforthepatty-pan.” “Thepatty-pan?mydearDuchess?” “Thepatty-panthatheldupthepie-crust,”saidDuchess,blushingunderherblackcoat. “Oh,Ididn’tputonein,mydearDuchess,”saidRibby;“Idon’tthinkthatitisnecessaryinpiesmadeofmouse.” Duchessfumbledwiththespoon—“Ican’tfindit!”shesaidanxiously. “Thereisn’tapatty-pan,”saidRibby,lookingperplexed. “Yes,indeed,mydearRibby;wherecanithavegoneto?”saidDuchess. Duchesslookedverymuchalarmed,andcontinuedtoscooptheinsideofthepie-dish. “Ihaveonlyfourpatty-pans,andtheyareallinthecupboard.” “Ishalldie!Ishalldie!Ihaveswallowedapatty-pan!Oh,mydearRibby,Idofeelsoill!” “Itisimpossible,mydearDuchess;therewasnotapatty-pan.” “YesthereWAS,mydearRibby,IamsureIhaveswallowedit!” “Letmepropyouupwithapillow,mydearDuchess;wheredoyouthinkyoufeelit?” “OhIdofeelsoillALLOVERme,mydearRibby.” “Ohyes,yes!FetchDr.Maggotty,mydearRibby:heisaPiehimself,hewillcertainlyunderstand.” RibbysettledDuchessinanarmchairbeforethefire,andwentoutandhurriedtothevillagetolookforthedoctor. Ribbyexplainedthatherguesthadswallowedapatty-pan. Dr.MaggottyhoppedsofastthatRibbyhadtorun.Itwasmostconspicuous.AllthevillagecouldseethatRibbywasfetchingthedoctor. ButwhileRibbyhadbeenhuntingforthedoctor—acuriousthinghadhappenedtoDuchess,whohadbeenleftbyherself,sittingbeforethefire,sighingandgroaningandfeelingveryunhappy. “HowCOULDIhaveswallowedit!Suchalargethingasapatty-pan!” Shesatdownagain,andstaredmournfullyatthegrate.Thefirecrackledanddanced,andsomethingsizz-z-zled! Duchessstarted!SheopenedthedooroftheTOPoven;—outcamearichsteamyflavorofvealandham,andtherestoodafinebrownpie,—andthroughaholeinthetopofthepie-crusttherewasaglimpseofalittletinpatty-pan! “ThenImusthavebeeneatingMOUSE!...NowonderIfeelill....ButperhapsIshouldfeelworseifIhadreallyswallowedapatty-pan!” Duchessreflected—“WhataveryawkwardthingtohavetoexplaintoRibby! IthinkIwillputMYpieintheback-yardandsaynothingaboutit. WhenIgohome,Iwillrunroundandtakeitaway.” Sheputitoutsidetheback-door,andsatdownagainbythefire,andshuthereyes;whenRibbyarrivedwiththedoctor,sheseemedfastasleep. “Iamfeelingverymuchbetter,”saidDuchess,wakingupwithajump. “Iamtrulygladtohearit!Hehasbroughtyouapill,mydearDuchess!” “IthinkIshouldfeelQUITEwellifheonlyfeltmypulse,”saidDuchess,backingawayfromthemagpie,whosidledupwithsomethinginhisbeak. “Itisonlyabreadpill,youhadmuchbettertakeit;drinkalittlemilk,mydearDuchess!” “Iamfeelingverymuchbetter,mydearRibby,”saidDuchess.“DoyounotthinkthatIhadbettergohomebeforeitgetsdark?” “Perhapsitmightbewise,mydearDuchess.” RibbyandDuchesssaidgood-byeaffectionately,andDuchessstartedhome. Halfwayupthelaneshestoppedandlookedback;Ribbyhadgoneinandshutherdoor. Duchessslippedthroughthefence,andranroundtothebackofRibby’shouse,andpeepedintotheyard. Upontheroofofthepig-stysatDr.Maggottyandthreejackdaws.Thejackdawswereeatingpiecrust,andthemagpiewasdrinkinggravyoutofapatty-pan. Duchessranhomefeelinguncommonlysilly! WhenRibbycameoutforapailfulofwatertowashupthetea-things,shefoundapinkandwhitepie-dishlyingsmashedinthemiddleoftheyard. Ribbystaredwithamazement—“Didyoueverseethelike!sotherereallyWASapatty-pan? ...ButMYpatty-pansareallinthekitchencupboard.WellIneverdid! ...NexttimeIwanttogiveaparty—IwillinviteCousinTabithaTwitchit!”