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THE CAT, "I AM"

if he had acted on the notion, who knows. But in those four or five seconds in which he delayed and Innes waited, the next thing happened.
The room was empty and silent, but suddenly they were both arrested. "Bump, Bump." Innes had heard it; he was half out of his chair. Yes, there could be no doubt. Hamilton glanced at his watch-nine-thirty, precisely. It was not a considered reaction, but all he could say, was, "Well, that isn't a tap; it's a kind of bump."
Innes was already passing him on his way to the window. "On time," was all he said. Hamilton had only to wheel round and they were both abreast of the dark window. They looked down to the lowest pane at floor level. In the light thrown out past them by the ht room behind, they could see a faint object.
" It's I Am," said Innes. Hamilton couldn't clearly discern that it was a cat at all. If it was, it must be muffled in some way. What was obvious was that limes was going into complete panic. There'd be an awful scene if he didn't somehow stop the whole fantasy. He gripped the bolt lever and threw open the window. Over the threshold at their feet hopped a smoke-gray cat. Of course it had been hard to see it outside, for its face was nearly hidden in black feathers. In its jaws was a fairly large bird, and the wretched creature was still alive.
With a natural reaction Hamilton struck the cat, dealing it a stinging slap on the back of the head. It sprung back, dropping its prey, and bounded out into the garden. The heap of blood-stained feathers lay on the floor a moment. Then the twisted body began to try and pull itself together.

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