Kilda, Elspeth woke to find Mrs. MacGillvrey’s gray tabby sniffing at her hair. “Scat!” The animal ignored her and rubbed its chin against the crown of her head. Elspeth sighed and lifted the cat into her lap, meaning to carry it to the door of the bedroom and toss it into the hall. Instantly, the beast nestled itself in her arms and began to purr. Elspeth froze. “Never should have allowed you in the house. Far more trouble than you’re worth.” But she sat on the edge of the bed and let the tabby knead at the bodice of her nightdress with its outstretched paws. Mrs. MacGillvrey had sworn they must have a cat for the mice in the pantry. And no, a mechanical creature selected from a catalogue, built in a factory and shipped by dirigible simply would not do. Elspeth, for her part, had promised herself to make a point of treading on the animal’s tail once or twice, for surely it would avoid her as a result. But she hadn’t been able to bring herself to do it, and now… With a resolute shake of her head, she swung her legs over the side of the bed, marched to the door, opened it and dropped the cat at her feet.
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