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She watched him as a mother-cat watches her kitten, without seeming to, of course, for she had much experience. She had begun to have a curious secret jealousy of Noel though why she could not have said.
Looking back before he closed the front door he could see her in the pretty drawing-room seated on the rug before the fire, her silk draperies crushed beneath her, and holding all the kittens in her lap, the mother-cat sitting by, and looking on contentedly. It was upon this picture that he closed the door. Just outside he met Dallas, who apologized for being late.
I was telling bedtime stories, the other night, to a proper, wise, dull little girl of ten years. When I had successfully introduced a mother-cat and kittens to her attention, I plunged into what I thought a graphic and perfectly natural conversation between them, when she cut me short with the observation that she disliked stories in which animals talked, because they were not true!
"Ooh!" he cried, laughing richly, "you're tickling me." "I mean to tickle you!" she told him savagely, worrying him as a mother-cat does her kitten. He laughed delightedly, and wriggled to escape her, kicking his legs, pushing at her softly with his hands, reaching for the spot back of her ear.
His hair is smooth and flat, as though it has been licked by a possible and, if so, Herculean mother-cat. During Anthony's time at Harvard he had been considered the most unique figure in his class, the most brilliant, the most original smart, quiet and among the saved. This is the man whom Anthony considers his best friend.
Grandoken by a look interrupted her explanation. "Milly Ann?" he repeated. Then came the story of the mother-cat and her babies. Jinnie lifted the towel, and the almost smothered kittens scrambled over the top of the pail. Milly Ann stretched her cramped legs, then proceeded vigorously to wash the faces of her numerous children.
Like the man in the Merriweather kitchen, he bore the stamp of the city upon him. Virginia bought her ticket as her father had directed, and while the pail was still on the floor, she bent to examine Milly Ann and the kittens. The latter were asleep, but the mother-cat lazily opened her eyes to greet, with a purr, the soft touch of Jinnie's fingers.
But a minute before Spry, the kitten, had strayed away from the mother-cat, and Lucy and she had got into mischief already. Master Sunshine made haste to lift the kitten from Lucy's shoulder, where it had taken refuge; and he was very sorry to see that the sharp claws of the little paws had made their marks on her plump neck.
The cats curled up again in conscious attitudes, while from under the vast and ancient bed came a loud and insistent purring, rising and falling with triumphant, happy cadences the song of the mother-cat, impervious to all save her immediate surroundings. "If they were dogs," cried Miss Clairville, in fretful fear and mortification, "they would not sleep like that!
As he wandered about, very sick at heart, he saw a little black cat running madly back and forth along the edge of a steep cliff from one of whose crevices came a persistent, unhappy mewing. The poor cat was a mother-cat, and was trying to rescue a kitten of hers that had fallen down between the rocks.
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