Andy Warhol One Blue Pussy painting

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How's this?" they asked. "It never strikes nowadays .... "
"That's because we no longer think of the time," said Granny. "Was any one thinking of the time?"
"Yes, I was," said Tyltyl. "So and elbowing one another and laughing and shouting with pleasure. Then, for a time, nothing was heard but the sound of the wooden spoons noisily clattering against the soup-plates.
"How good it is! Oh, how good it is!" shouted Tyltyl, who was eating greedily. "I want some more! More! More! More!" it's eight o'clock?... Then I'm off, for I promised Light to be back before nine .... " He was going for the cage, but the others were too happy to let him run away so soon: it would be horrid to say good-bye like that! Granny had a good idea: she knew what a little glutton Tyltyl was. It was just supper-time and, as luck would have it, there was some capital cabbage-soup and a beautiful plum-tart. "Well," said our hero, "as I've got the Blue Bird! . . And cabbage-soup is a thing you don't have every day!…" They all hurried and carried the table outside and laid it with a nice white table-cloth and put a plate for each; and, lastly, Granny brought out the steaming soup-tureen in state. The lamp was lit and the grandparents and grandchildren sat down to supper, jostling