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Portrait of Edith Nesbit Edith Nesbit,  The Phoenix and the Carpet — Chapter 8 (1904)

“ And the noise was really more than half purr when the carpet suddenly appeared in its proper place, and on it, instead of rows of milk-cans, or even of milk-jugs, there was a cow. Not a Persian cow, either, nor, most fortunately, a musk-cow, if there is such a thing, but a smooth, sleek, dun-coloured Jersey cow, who blinked large soft eyes at the gas-light and mooed in an amiable if rather inquiring manner.
Anthea had always been afraid of cows; but now she tried to be brave.
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Portrait of Edith Nesbit Edith Nesbit,  The Phoenix and the Carpet — Chapter 8 (1904)

“ It was Cyril who wrote the paper that told the carpet to take away the rats and bring milk, because there seemed to be no doubt in any breast that, however Persian cats may be, they must like milk.
'Let's hope it won't be musk-milk,' said Anthea, in gloom, as she pinned the paper face-downwards on the carpet. 'Is there such a thing as a musk-cow?' she added anxiously, as the carpet shrivelled and vanished. 'I do hope not. Perhaps really it would have been wiser to let the carpet take the cats away.
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Portrait of Edith Nesbit Edith Nesbit,  The Phoenix and the Carpet — Chapter 8 (1904)

“ The policeman assured them that he should see about that; and at this point the Phoenix, who had been making itself small on the pot-shelf under the dresser, among the saucepan lids and the fish-kettle, walked on tip-toed claws in a noiseless and modest manner, and left the room unnoticed by any one.
'Oh, don't be so horrid,' Anthea was saying, gently and earnestly. 'We love cats–dear pussy-soft things. We wouldn't hurt them for worlds. Would we, Pussy?'
And Jane answered that of course they wouldn't. And still the policeman seemed unmoved by their eloquence.
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