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pened to their mother! She lay perfectly 
still in the tangled thicket* a wide, red 
gash across her forehead! 
Bobby and Tommy no longer felt that 
they were big, brave cats,—they were 
lonely and scared and they wanted,—oh, 
how they wanted their mother! The 
echoes of the gun, though fainter and far 
off now, made them feel as if this mysteri¬ 
ous enemy were all about them. The 
man-smell and the smell of the gun was 
the very worst scent they had ever known. 
Tommy whimpered and Bobby began to 
wash his dear mother’s face with his warm, 
little tongue, making soft, purry sounds 
in his throat and shaking her with his 
paws. She lay very still and Bobby was 
just ready to give a cry of fear and loneli¬ 
ness when a shiver seemed to pass through 
the grey, shaggy body he loved so well 
and she opened her eyes. She was a little 
dazed at first and then, as she smelled the 
