Hey , Wilson , have n't you got a smile on yet ? Beats all how you women can sulk ! I never sulked in my life -- it 's just one big flash and crash with me and then -- pouf -- the squall 's over and the sun is out and you could eat out of my hand . '' Norman insisted on driving Faith home after supper and he filled the buggy up with apples , cabbages , potatoes and pumpkins and jars of jam . `` There 's a nice little tom-pussy out in the barn . I 'll give you that too , if you 'd like it . Say the word , '' he said . `` No , thank you , '' said Faith decidedly . `` I do n't like cats , and besides , I have a rooster . '' `` Listen to her . You ca n't cuddle a rooster as you can a kitten . Who ever heard of petting a rooster ? Better take little Tom . I want to find a good home for him . '' `` No . Aunt Martha has a cat and he would kill a strange kitten . '' Norman yielded the point rather reluctantly . He gave Faith an exciting drive home , behind his wild two-year old , and when he had let her out at the kitchen door of the manse and dumped his cargo on the back veranda he drove away shouting , `` It 's only once a month -- only once a month , mind ! '' Faith went up to bed , feeling a little dizzy and breathless , as if she had just escaped from the grasp of a genial whirlwind . She was happy and thankful .
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