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THE SIAMESE CAT
morning; when Bob Cutts, shaking hands affectionately for the last of some two-score farewells, declared with tears that the pair of them together could abolish the German navy.
In his bedroom, Scarlett was rubbing his bruised and stiffened limbs.
"You're all that's left me, Chao," he reflected. "Had a merry evening, haven't we?"
The cat stared up with pale, distrustful eyes, yawned, lifted his nose in a sleepy stretch. His collar shone in the lamplight. The middle bell was missing.
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