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mist.  I opened the door, not knowing exactly why, and admitted
mist.  I opened the door, not knowing [[^exactly]] why, and admitted
a little grey cat which flew around
a little grey cat which flew around
the room in a state of the wildest excitement,
the room in a state of the wildest excitement,
leaping over the furniture and finally subsiding
leaping [[crossed out: from]] over the furniture and finally subsiding
on Katharine's lap,  "Why, it's our Kitty!
on Katharine's lap,  "Why, it's our kitty!
She must have seen us come in, and recognized
She must have seen us come in, and recognized
me.  Kitty dear, are you out of your mind with
me.  Kitty dear, are you out of your mind with
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kind to the cat.  That was one of the things
kind to the cat.  That was one of the things
I couldn't understand."
I couldn't understand."
 
   One [[crossed out:  year]] winter we were both in Paris and as it
   One winter we were both in Paris and as it
turned out, Toshiko was there too.  We all had
turned out, Toshiko was there too.  We all had
more or less squalid studio rooms on the Left Bank with running
more or less squalid studio rooms [[^on the Left Bank]] with running

Latest revision as of 05:21, 14 December 2022

mist. I opened the door, not knowing ^exactly why, and admitted a little grey cat which flew around the room in a state of the wildest excitement, leaping crossed out: from over the furniture and finally subsiding on Katharine's lap, "Why, it's our kitty! She must have seen us come in, and recognized me. Kitty dear, are you out of your mind with excitement? I wish we had some milk to give her."

  When the few sticks had burned down on the

hearth, we made our way back to the front door somehow shaken, sad and irresolute. "Run back to Lorna and Alva now kitty darling - I gave her to Lorna when I left." Katharine took the house keys and put them in her purse, and the little grey cat frisked fastidiously at our feet. "Toshiko wasn't always kind to the cat. That was one of the things I couldn't understand."

  One crossed out:  year winter we were both in Paris and as it

turned out, Toshiko was there too. We all had more or less squalid studio rooms ^on the Left Bank with running