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e semblance of yellow； twenty…dollar gold pieces； of yellow…backed paper bills of the government stamping of the United States； of bank books； and of rich coupons ripe for the clippingand all shot through the flashings of the form of a rough…coated Irish terrier； on a galaxy of brilliantly…lighted stages； mouth open； nose upward to the drops； singing； ever singing； as no dog had ever been known to sing in the world before。
Cocky himself was the first to discover that the door was ajar； and was looking at it with speculation （if by 〃speculation〃 may be described the mental processes of a bird； in some mysterious way absorbing into its consciousness a fresh impression of its environment and preparing to act； or not act； according to which way the fresh impression modifies its conduct）。 Humans do this very thing； and some of them call it 〃free will。〃 Cocky； staring at the open door； was in just the stage of determining whether or not he should more closely inspect that crack of exit to the wider world； which inspection； in turn； would determine whether or not he should venture out through the crack； when his eyes beheld the eyes of the second discoverer staring in。
The eyes were bestial； yellow…green； the pupils dilating and narrowing with sharp swiftness as they sought about among the lights and glooms of the room。 Cocky knew danger at the first glimpsedanger to the uttermost of violent death。 Yet Cocky did nothing。 No panic stirred his heart。 Motionless； one eye only turned upon the crack； he focused that one eye upon the head and eyes of the gaunt gutter…cat whose head had erupted into the crack like an apparition。
Alert； dilating and contracting； as swift as cautious； and infinitely apprehensive； the pupils vertically slitted in jet into the midmost of amazing opals of greenish yellow； the eyes roved the room。 They alighted on Cocky。 Instantly the head portrayed that the cat had stiffened； crouched； and frozen。 Almost imperceptibly the eyes settled into a watching that was like to the stony stare of a sphinx across aching and eternal desert sands。 The eyes were as if they had so stared for centuries and millenniums。
No less frozen was Cocky。 He drew no film across his one eye that showed his head cocked sideways； nor did the passion of apprehension that whelmed him manifest itself in the quiver of a single feather。 Both creatures were petrified into the mutual stare that is of the hunter and the hunted； the preyer and the prey； the meat…eater and the meat。
It was a matter of long minutes； that stare； until the head in the doorway； with a slight turn； disappeared。 Could a bird sigh； Cocky would have sighed。 But he made no movement as he listened to the slow； dragging steps of a man go by and fade away down the hall。
Several minutes passed； and； just as abruptly the apparition reappearednot alone the head this time； but the entire sinuous form as it glided into the room and came to rest in the middle of the floor。 The eyes brooded on Cocky； and the entire body was still save for the long tail； which lashed from one side to the other and back again in an abrupt； angry； but monotonous manner。
Never removing its eyes from Cocky； the cat advanced slowly until it paused not six feet away。 Only the tail lashed back and forth； and only the eyes gleamed like jewels in the full light of the window they faced； the vertical pupils contracting to scarcely perceptible black slits。
And Cocky； who could not know death with the clearness of concept of a human； nevertheless was not altogether unaware that the end of all things was terribly impending。 As he watched the cat deliberately crouch for the spring； Cocky； gallant mote of life that he was； betrayed his one and forgivable panic。
〃Cocky！ Cocky！〃 he called plaintively to the blind； insensate walls。
It was his call to all the world； and all powers and things and two…legged men…creatures； and Steward in particular； and Kwaque； and Michael。 The burden of his call was： 〃It is I； Cocky。 I am very small and very frail； and this is a monster to destroy me； and I love the light； bright world； and I want to live and to continue to live in the brightness； and I am so very small； and I'm a good little fellow； with a good little heart； and I cannot battle with this huge； furry； hungry thing that is going to devour me； and I want help； help； help。 I am Cocky。 Everybody knows me。 I am Cocky。〃
This； and much more； was contained in his two calls of： 〃Cocky！ Cocky！〃
And there was no answer from the blind walls； from the hall outside； nor from all the world； and； his moment of panic over； Cocky was his brave little self again。 He sat motionless on the windowsill； his head cocked to the side； with one unwavering eye regarding on the floor； so perilously near； the eternal enemy of all his kind。
The human quality of his voice had startled the gutter…cat； causing her to forgo her spring as she flattened down her ears and bellied closer to the floor。
And in the silence that followed； a blue…bottle fly buzzed rowdily against an adjacent window…pane； with occasional loud bumps against the glass tokening that he too had his tragedy； a prisoner pent by baffling transparency from the bright world that blazed so immediately beyond。
Nor was the gutter…cat without her ill and hurt of life。 Hunger hurt her； and hurt her meagre breasts that should have been full for the seven feeble and mewing little ones； replicas of her save that their eyes were not yet open and that they were grotesquely unsteady on their soft； young legs。 She remembered them by the hurt of her breasts and the prod of her instinct； also she remembered them by vision； so that； by the subtle chemistry of her brain； she could see them； by way of the broken screen across the ventilator hole； down into the cellar in the dark rubbish…corner under the stairway； where she had stolen her lair and birthed her litter。
And the vision of them； and the hurt of her hunger stirred her afresh； so that she gathered her body and measured the distance for the leap。 But Cocky was himself again。
〃Devil be damned！ Devil be damned！〃 he shouted his loudest and most belligerent； as he ruffled like a bravo at the gutter…cat beneath him； so that he sent her crouching； with startlement； lower to the floor； her ears wilting rigidly flat and down； her tail lashing； her head turning about the room so that her eyes might penetrate its obscurest corners in quest of the human whose voice had so cried out。
All of which the gutter…cat did； despite the positive evidence of her senses that this human noise had proceeded from the white bird itself on the window…sill。
The bottle fly bumped once again against its invisible prison wall in the silence that ensued。 The gutter…cat prepared and sprang with sudden decision； landing where Cocky had perched the fraction of a second before。 Cocky had darted to the side； but； even as he darted； and as the cat landed on the sill； the cat's paw flashed out sidewise and Cocky leaped straight up； beating the air with his wings so little used to flying。 The gutter…cat reared on her hind…legs； smote upward with one paw as a child might strike with its hat at a butterfly。 But there was weight in the cat's paw； and the claws of it were outspread like so many hooks。
Struck in mid…air； a trifle of a flying machine； all its delicate gears tangled and disrupted； Cocky fell to the floor in a shower of white feathers； which； like snowflakes； eddied slowly down after； and after the plummet…like descent of the cat； so that some of them came to rest on her back； startling her tense nerves with their gentle impact and making her crouch closer while she shot a swift glance around and overhead for any danger that might threaten。
CHAPTER XXI
Harry Del Mar found only a few white feathers on the floor of Dag Daughtry's room in the Bowhead Lodging House； and from the landlady learned what had happened to Michael。 The first thing Harry Del Mar did； still retaining his taxi； was to locate the residence of Doctor Emory and make sure that Michael was confined in an outhouse in the back yard。 Next he engaged passage on the steamship Umatilla； sailing for Seattle and Puget Sound po