→Cat whimpered from near the tea things. He lay on his side, his tiger-fur wet and sticky, and the proud plume of his tail bedraggled and matted with dirt and wet. He looked appealingly at her with his smoky yellow eyes, and tried to lick his side with his long pink tongue. Glass sprinkled the garden, and a big piece lay beside him, dull now, and with fur sticking to the sharp edges.