CHAPTER IX 



A FAB ADVENTUKB 



**The question is," said Shan, as he stood 

 thoughtfully over the prostrate body, ** where do 

 all these cats come from?" 



He turned the body of his victim over with his 

 foot, noting with pleasure, as he did so, that the 

 bullet had drilled clean through the head. Death 

 must have been instantaneous. 



''I've killed more than a hundred cats in this 

 Sanctuary during the last three years," he pon- 

 dered, ''and every one of them has been full-grown. 

 Where do they come from and how do they get in ? 

 And I never heard of a sandy-colored cat being 

 seen around here before !" 



There was ample reason for Shan's bewilder- 

 ment. "Bull's Sanctuary" was now surrounded 

 with a cat-proof fence, impossible as that phrase 

 may sound to one who has seen cats climbing up 

 fence-posts or scaling tightly stretched wire. 



The fence which Shan had put round the place, 

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