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The Curlytops stood and looked at their little brother. That was all they could do for a few seconds. It all seemed so very queer and funny. There sat Trouble right in the middle of the hen's nest, and he had sat down so hard, or rather, the goat had pushed him down so quickly, that many of the eggs were broken.
"I's a chickie -- dat's what I is," said Trouble. "An' I dot a bossy-cow. He's all mine -- I ketched him. He was jumpin' over de grass like a grasshopper an' I ketched him. I got him now!"