Let me go out to-day , and do you take care of the house alone . ' ` Yes , go certainly , ' replied the Mouse , ` and when you eat anything good , think of me ; I should very much like a drop of the red christening wine . ' But it was all untrue . The Cat had no cousin , and had not been asked to be godmother . She went straight to the church , slunk to the little pot of fat , began to lick it , and licked the top off . Then she took a walk on the roofs of the town , looked at the view , stretched herself out in the sun , and licked her lips whenever she thought of the little pot of fat . As soon as it was evening she went home again . ` Ah , here you are again ! ' said the Mouse ; ` you must certainly have had an enjoyable day . ' ` It went off very well , ' answered the Cat . ` What was the child 's name ? ' asked the Mouse . ` Top Off , ' said the Cat drily . ` Topoff ! ' echoed the Mouse , ` it is indeed a wonderful and curious name . Is it in your family ? ' ` What is there odd about it ? ' said the Cat . ` It is not worse than Breadthief , as your godchild is called . ' Not long after this another great longing came over the Cat .
She said to the Mouse , ` You must again be kind enough to look after the house alone , for I have been asked a second time to stand godmother , and as this XXXXX has a white ring round its neck , I can not refuse . '
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