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Let me tell you a story about a dog and a cat.
Wolf, the dog, was a great stag-hound, who could run almost as fast as a
swift horse.
He loved to chase cats, and was their constant foe. One morning he spied
a poor gray pussy in the garden, and away he went after her in full
career.
She ran as fast as she could, but her short legs were no match for
Wolf's long ones. The dog's master tried to call him off, but he was too
excited to pay any heed to his voice.
Suddenly pussy stopped running. She crouched in the middle of the path,
and looked pitifully at the great form of her foe.
On he came, panting. Suddenly he stopped, stared, and stood still,
trembling.
Pussy began to purr.
Wolf turned around and walked slowly home. He could not hurt the little
creature who gave herself up to his mercy.
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