Tales of Terror and Mystery

The Brazilian Cat

           EverardKingcameout,andtakingtheironhandlewhichIhavementioned,hebegantoturnit.Ashedidsothelineofbarsinthecorridorbegantopassthroughaslotinthewallandclosedupthefrontofthisgrating,soastomakeaneffectivecage.Whenitwasinpositionheopenedthedooroncemoreandinvitedmeintotheroom,whichwasheavywiththepungent,mustysmellpeculiartothegreatcarnivora.

           "That’showweworkit,"saidhe."Wegivehimtherunoftheroomforexercise,andthenatnightweputhiminhiscage.Youcanlethimoutbyturningthehandlefromthepassage,oryoucan,asyouhaveseen,coophimupinthesameway.No,no,youshouldnotdothat!"

           Ihadputmyhandbetweenthebarstopattheglossy,heavingflank.Hepulleditback,withaseriousface.

           "Iassureyouthatheisnotsafe.Don’timaginethatbecauseIcantakelibertieswithhimanyoneelsecan.Heisveryexclusiveinhisfriends—aren’tyou,Tommy?Ah,hehearshislunchcomingtohim!Don’tyou,boy?"

           Astepsoundedinthestone-flaggedpassage,andthecreaturehadsprungtohisfeet,andwaspacingupanddownthenarrowcage,hisyelloweyesgleaming,andhisscarlettongueripplingandquiveringoverthewhitelineofhisjaggedteeth.Agroomenteredwithacoarsejointuponatray,andthrustitthroughthebarstohim.Hepouncedlightlyuponit,carrieditofftothecorner,andthere,holdingitbetweenhispaws,toreandwrenchedatit,raisinghisbloodymuzzleeverynowandthentolookatus.Itwasamalignantandyetfascinatingsight.

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