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Updated: May 29, 2025
"You be Queen Kathrine, you alley-cat." So the nightly teaching began with the usual accompaniment of curses, blows, and shouts of brutal laughter. But when it was over and the lodger was sinking to the third stage that came inevitably with the bottom of the bottle, he kept looking at his pupil queerly. "Oh, you would! Oh, you would, would you?" He said it over and over again.
Then he retired to the flock mattress in the corner of the room and called Cake to bring the candle. "I've an idea I'm going to leave you, gutter-snipe," he said, "and I doubt if I ever see you again. The end of life cancels all bands. And the one that bound you to me, alley-cat, was very material, very material indeed. The kind that runs easily in and out of a black bottle." He laughed.
Gazing down upon those two still shapes, so mighty and formidable when sentient, he caught his breath in sharp amazement. "Great Heavens! Is it possible I did that?" he cried aloud and the next moment, spurred by alert discretion, was scaling the fence with the readiness of an alley-cat.
After that, she decided, school would not keep, and she must try her fortune. Then one night in the midst of the potion scene when she felt herself Juliet, soft, passionate, and beautiful, far away in the land of tragic romance, she heard the lodger crying: "Stop my God, stop! How do you get that way? Don't you know there's a limit to human endurance, alley-cat?"
Then suddenly she heard the lodger's voice crying: "Stop my God, stop! How do you get that way? Don't you know there's a limit to human endurance, alley-cat?" She broke off, staring confusedly into space just the height of his debauched old figure crouching on the dry-goods box. Then with swift realization of her surroundings, her vision cleared.
For the day came when Mulcachy rapped the chair with his whip-butt, when the attendant through the bars jabbed the iron fork into Ben Bolt's ribs, and when Ben Bolt, anything but royal, slinking like a beaten alley-cat, in pitiable terror, crawled over to the chair and sat down in it like a man. He now was an "educated" tiger.
But the lodger was brutally indifferent. "Food," he scoffed. "Why, it says in the Bible you never heard of the Bible, hey?" Cake shook her tangled head. "No? He had been fortunate that day and was, for him, fairly intoxicated. Drink I drink when I have occasion, and sometimes when I have no occasion Don't you know what drink is, alley-cat?
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