Chapters (21)
- Cubierta
- The Hundred and One Dalmatians
- The Happy Couples
- The Puppies Arrive
- Perdita
- Cruella de Vil Pays Two Calls
- Hark, Hark, the Dogs Do Bark!
- To the Rescue!
- At the Old Inn
- Cross Country
- Hot Buttered Toast
- What They Saw from the Folly
- In the Enemys Camp
- Sudden Danger
- The Little Blue Cart
- Christmas Eve
- Miracle Needed
- The White Cat’s Revenge
- Who Are These Strange Black Dogs?
- The Hundred and Oneth Dalmatian
- Autora
We are not usually black except for our spots, said Pongo. We once visited your house.
He got no further because the white cat guessed everything as well she might, after all the talk she had heard between Mr. and Mrs. de Vil.
And you’ve rescued all the pups from Hell Hall! Well, bravo, bravo! I couldn’t be more pleased.
Then Missis remembered what Cruella de Vil had said on the night when the puppies were born, and she spoke to the white cat very kindly, saying, I might have known you would sympathize for I once heard you lost many kittens in early infancy.
Forty-four, to the present date, said the white cat. All drowned by the fiend I live with.
Why don’t you leave her? asked Pongo.
I bide my time, said the white cat. I wait for my full revenge. I can’t do much on my own I’ve only two pairs of paws. But I scare the servants away any cat can make a house seem haunted. I let the place become overrun with mice. And, oh, how I scratch the furniture! Though it’s heartbreaking how little she notices it she’s such a rotten housewife. Why not let your pups come in and do some damage now?
Oh, please, please let us! clamoured all the pups.
Pongo shook his head. Cruella will be back. I’m surprised she’s not home already.
Oh, she’s been back, said the white cat, and gone out to dinner. She had to, because I scared another batch of servants away this morning as a little Christmas present for her. Do come in!
No, no, Pongo! cried Missis. This is no moment for revenge. We should get the pups home. They are hungry.
But the pups clamoured louder than ever. Please, please, please let us damage Cruella’s house! They made so much noise that Missis could not hear what the white cat was now saying to Pongo. At last he turned, quietened the pups, and said, Missis, I now feel that we should do as our friend here suggests. It would take me a long time to explain why, so will you trust me, please?
Of course, Pongo, said Missis loyally. And if you’re sure we really ought to be revenged on Cruella well, naturally, I shall enjoy it.
Then follow me, said the white cat. There’s a way in at the back.
Lucky and two big, loud-barked pups were left on guard. They were sorry to miss the fun, but duty was duty.
Three barks if you sight the striped car or hear its horn, Pongo told them, then marched all the other pups after the white cat. The little blue cart was left in the mews at the back of the house the Cadpig insisted on going into the house and getting her fair share of the revenge.
The white cat took them in through the coal cellar.