`` What have you been stealing now ? '' `` Did n't steal it , -- used to be mine , -- I only took it when I wanted it . '' `` I know what that means . You 'd better give it back or I 'll make you . '' `` Stop ! '' cried a third voice , as Thorny put out his arm to clutch Ben , who looked ready to defend himself to the last gasp , `` Boys , I will settle this affair . Is there anything hidden in the closet , Ben ? '' and Miss Celia came between the belligerent parties with her one hand up to part them . Thorny fell back at once , looking half ashamed of his heat , and Ben briefly answered , with a gulp as if shame or anger made it hard to speak steadily : `` Yes 'm , there is . '' `` Does it belong to you ? '' `` Yes 'm , it does . '' `` Where did you get it ? '' `` Up to Squire 's . '' `` That 's a lie ! '' muttered Thorny to himself . Ben 's eye flashed , and his fist doubled up in spite of him , but he restrained himself out of respect for Miss Celia , who looked puzzled , as she asked another question , not quite sure how to proceed with the investigation : `` Is it money , Ben ? '' `` No 'm , it is n't . '' `` Then what can it be ? '' `` Meow ! '' answered a fourth voice from the closet ; and as Ben flung open the door a gray kitten walked out , purring with satisfaction at her release .
Miss XXXXX fell into a chair and laughed till her eyes were full ; Thorny looked foolish , and Ben folded his arms , curled up his nose , and regarded his accuser with calm defiance , while pussy sat down to wash her face as if her morning toilette had been interrupted by her sudden abduction .
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