ots approac easily dissuaded from employing us -- y scream. t, flings uitous to find , at tly, ical gutters of rils as, s ttus domesticus dead in he Missus room.

    So Signor Furioso and ing Puss are uso tuary of ttishhoooo!!!

    S and pleasant in a morning go tattoo of my boot  recovers instantly and tate to sniffle more t;Aint I seen t cat before?quot;

    quot;Not a c; says my master. quot; yesterday ;

    So so make do .

    My tabs airs s; s somet killed but crippled; a big black beastie s ourkey carpet, Puss, pounce! Betate, I can tell you, ts a most praiseed presence of mind, being, I guess, a young woman of no small grasp so, per already.

    My master goes down on he bed.

    quot;My god!quot; ;t ing, I ever sas gat, ready to storm to arms!quot;

    But, for all error, to leave ter and me alone to deal s; ss ters, ters until milady assures  scenes of rising pandemonium:

    quot;I say  Signor Furioso doesnt make off rinkets. You go and recover yourself  come back until I call.quot;

    ts; quick as a flasurns tly laugy one.

    Dusting t-fluff from ands slo mar t, delirious encounter of t it. (Poor soul, remble!)

    Accustomed as I am to t offers no concealment of t soul made manifest in ttle moved by t reticence y sates to divest itself of its clutter of concealing rags in t, ttle, as if to say quot;range to meet you ; uncertain of a loving ill. And do I deceive myself, or do I see a tear a-t eps to? uned to t music of ts, inde