I had given him his lesson he would have jumped at me but now he knew better. He tried to touch my feelings and make me sorry for him. He put one paw before his eyes and began to sniff again.
"I am a poor sensitive lonely orphan Lion,' he said.
"You are nothing of the sort," I answered very sharply. "You are not poor, and heaven knows you are not sensitive, and you needn't be lonely. I don't know whether you are an orphan or not – and I don't care. You are a nasty, ill–tempered, selfish, biting, chewing thing."
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