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Mother Lynx’s forehead, that you would 
never have known that she had been hurt 
at all, and so it wasn’t very long before 
they were all climbing and hunting and 
frolicking in the tangled thicket just the 
same as ever. 
No,—not quite the same. Things soon 
began to change. Bobby and Tommy 
did not play together in quite the friendly 
way they once did when they were very 
little cats. Tommy was very quarrel¬ 
some and many a real fight did he and 
Bobby have in the cave that seemed to 
be getting too warm and stuffy in the 
heat. Bobby began to wish that he could 
live all alone in the cave,—all by himself. 
He didn’t like to have his mother always 
calling him and purring over him. He 
grew quite cross about it and, strange 
to say, his mother grew cross, too. Some¬ 
times, when he and Tommy were only 
trying to play with her, she would turn 
