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THE CAT, "I AM"

They could see that the head and neck were crushed down under the body. It was trying to get them free. Both Innes and Hamilton drew back, one shrinking to touch the mangled body, the other wondering whether he had not better step on it quickly and so break its neck. The body drew itself up; the neck and head nearly emerged. At that moment both of them heard, rising from the wreckage, a small, hoarse, ghostof-a-voice. "Are you deaf then?" it questioned.
The feathers flopped. Hamilton, with thumb and finger, lifted the limp dead body of the blackbird. Over at the fire he cleared a place in the blazing logs, dropped the carrion in, and flung after it three or four handfuls of kindling. The fire shot up with a crackle and filled the whole hearth. Then he turned to Innes. He was still looking at the small blood stain and some smeared down-feathers that clung to the carpet. "Come and sit down," he said. "Cats are cruel little beasts, but they can't help it. In the blood; merely reflex, instinct."
He owned to himself that that dirty little incident, coming where and when it did, couldn't have been more inapposite -or should he say apposite? Such questions were grotesque. Innes was having bad luck, and that was all. Here, for the first time, was a real coincidence, barging in, to fling a spot of trouble on a nervous case which had gone further than he'd first fancied and further than-in another sense of that odd word-he now quite fancied. He went toward Innes but stopped at the bookcase.
Innes swung past him and, keeping his eyes on the curtain, drew back to the chairs. But he spoke to Hamilton: "I don't blame the cat-any more than I blame the bird."

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