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 Miss Catherine, rather out of breath, eyed the rabbit. He was very fat. He winked at Miss Catherine, pointed at the ferrets, made a bow, and turned to go home.

Now why could not Kitty have the sense to go home too? It is true that Winkiepeeps would have been there, so there would have been two black cats; but she might have stayed quietly at Cheesebox's until dark.

No; I fear Miss Catherine was a born poacher; nothing would serve her but she must follow that rabbit.

(She did not like to shoot, because he was wearing such an elegant jacket.)