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"That's forgery. You ought to sign your name yourself," said Erebus.
"No; you write my name better than I do; and it will go better with the rest of the letter. Sign away," said the Terror firmly.
Erebus signed away, and then she said: "But what good's the money going to be to us, if we've got to spend it on a silly old cats' home? It only means a lot of trouble."
The guilelessness deepened and deepened on the Terror's face. "Well, you see, there aren't many cats in Little Deeping—not enough to fill a cats' home decently," he said slowly. "We should have to have bicycles to collect them from Great Deeping, and Muttle Deeping, and farther off."
Erebus gasped; and the light of understanding illumined her charming face, as she cried in a tone of awe not untinctured with admiration: "Well, you do think of things!"
"I have to," said the Terror. "If I didn't we should never have a single thing."
The Terror procured a stamp from Mrs. Dangerfield. He did not tell her of the splendid scheme he was promoting; he only said that he had thought