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Show THOUGHT SHE'D GONE. JbI When Mr. Daniels went down to the club 'Mi H he left Mrs. Daniels with a lady friend whose ra H abilities as a scandal-monger and mischief-ma- ' y BB ker are pre-eminent. When he returned he just , ii MM poked his head into the drawing-room and said, ' fl Bfl with a sigh of relief: 't 111 B "That old cat gone, 1 suppose?" k Vk For just an instant there was a dreadful si- , ,JK ' lence, for as he uttered the last word he en- lf I countered the stony glare of the lady who had !' f 1 wBk been in his mind. Then Mrs. Daniels spoke quite lijo mm calmly: f i n S3 "The old cat?" she said. "Oh, yes, dear; I ' M sent It to the Cats' Home in a basket first thing i HI this morning!" Tit-Bits. : jh H |