The doctor soon arrived at
the house, and Paula could scarcely help crying as the doctor examined her;
but he said as he left us, "If I am not mistaken, Joseph will never trouble
you any more."
This was true. Joseph avoided us for a long time; but he took revenge on us
through the other boys, who would cry after Paula as she walked up the
street, "Cat mother! Cat mother!" This incident won us a friend. Shortly
afterwards, returning from school, an elderly woman that lived in one of
the most miserable huts among the "Red Cottages", stopped us and asked if
one of us was called Paula.
"This is she," said I, pointing to my cousin.
"Then you are the one that saved my cat," she said. "How can I thank you
enough, Mademoiselle? For that cat is my one consolation. If you would be
kind enough to visit me sometime, I would be so pleased to see you."
Paula looked at her in surprise, and said, "I will ask Teresa if we may
come to see you." Which permission Teresa readily gave.
"It's Louisa. I know her well. She has lived in that little hut for fifteen
years. True, she is a bit weak in her head but she would never hurt a fly.
Speak to her of the Lord Jesus, Paula! It will do her good.
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