"
"And what in the world do you want to put those wet boots on again for?
I have just pulled them off, so that you should not have them on. I
should just like to know what this means?" said Trine, who stood looking
on all this time.
"I am going to the beech grove this very minute to fetch Wiseli to
our house. She can have my bed," said Pussy, decidedly. But quite as
decidedly old Trine stalked over to Pussy, at these words, lifted her
up, placed her firmly on a chair, while she pulled off the boot that
was half on; but said, in a pacifying tone, to the kicking and
excited child,--
"That is all right! that is all right! but I will take care of you
first. You must not get two pair of shoes and two pair of stockings wet
through in one day. You can give up your bed. You can go up into the
lumber-room, if you want to: there is room enough there."
But Pussy had a very different plan in her little head. She thought
that she could free herself, in this wise, of a great and daily
recurring trouble, that often gave her both inward and outward
annoyance; namely, the being ordered off to bed every evening, and
obliged to go, into the bargain, just as she was in the mood to enjoy
herself especially. She thought that, if she gave up her bed to Wiseli,
there would be none other at hand for her, and so she could stay up as
long as she wanted to.
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