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Babiche gave two hungry yelps that sounded painfully loud in that silent house . Felicia struck her again with the thimble and began resolutely putting a new dress braid on a bedraggled serge skirt . At three o'clock a gentle snore emanated from the sick room . At quarter past three Felicia smothered Babiche 's most frenzied bark . At seventeen minutes past three Felicia Day , seamstress , became a thief . `` One simply can not , '' as Mrs. Alden remarked `` trust the sort of persons one gets from the Exchange , you never can tell what they might take -- '' `` They '' might take just a bit of chicken skin to feed to a tiny hungry dog . And `` they '' might lift a bit of chicken wing to hungry human lips and after that `` they '' might deliberately and delicately eat the rest of it and give the bone to the doggie .