“What a horrid, savage beast!” exclaimed a piglet; “and after we’ve been such good friends, too, and played with one another!”

“When I’m not hungry, I love to play with you all,” said the kitten, demurely; “but when my stomach is empty it seems that nothing would fill it so nicely as a fat piglet.”

“And we trusted you so!” said another of the nine, reproachfully.

“And thought you were respectable!” said another.

“It seems we were mistaken,” declared a third, looking at the kitten timorously, “no one with such murderous desires should belong to our party, I’m sure.”

“You see, Eureka,” remarked Dorothy, reprovingly, “you are making yourself disliked. There are certain things proper for a kitten to eat; but I never heard of a kitten eating a pig, under any cir’stances.”