Anthony 5

"She raised her voice and called to Anthony, who had tired of the rat and was making it eat itself. "Don’t you, dear? Don’t you like Mr. Soames?"

Anthony looked across the lawn at the grocery man--a bright, wet, purple gaze. He didn’t say anything. Bill Soames tried to smile at him. After a second Anthony returned his attention to the rat. It had already devoured its tail, or at least chewed it off--for Anthony had made it bite faster than it could swallow, and little pink and red furry pieces lay around it on the green grass. Now the rat was having trouble reaching its hindquarters.