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finding it again.
"And then came a curious experience. I heard a miaow behind me, and
turning, saw a lean white cat, very dirty, on the cistern cover
outside the window. A thought came into my head. 'Everything ready
for you,' I said, and went to the window, opened it, and called
softly. She came in, purring--the poor beast was starving--and
I gave her some milk. All my food was in a cupboard in the
corner of the room. After that she went smelling round the room,
evidently with the idea of making herself at home. The invisible
rag upset her a bit; you should have seen her spit at it! But I
made her comfortable on the pillow of my truckle-bed. And I gave
her butter to get her to wash."
"And you processed her?"
"
I processed her. But giving drugs to a cat is no joke, Kemp! And
the process failed."
"Failed!"
"In two particulars. These were the claws and the pigment stuff,
what is it?--at the back of the eye in a cat. You know?"
"
Tapetum."
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