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 "I am coming in now, Mr. Mus," said she.

"Very well; come in if you like," said Mus; but he did not open the door.

So Tabby tried and tried to open the door.

Then she tried to push down the house. Then she tried to make Mus come out. At last she told Mus just what she thought of him.

This did not trouble Mus at all. He had curled himself up in a snug corner of his house and was fast asleep.

The Gold Bugs

Once upon a time there were two green and glittering gold bugs, and one said to the other:

"The day is warm and sunny; let us go out and play."

"We will," said the second gold bug, and they decided to play at dancing.

So the two green, glittering gold bugs went down to a brook near by, and there, shining and floating above the water, they saw two glorious dragon flies, one green, and one blue.

"We will dance with these dragon flies,"