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"He felt instinctively that if you were going to fondle a cat while discussing matters of intrigue, then it should be a long-haired white one. It shouldn’t be an elderly street tom with irregular bouts of flatulence."

"Tilden was nearly seventy. At a time like that, a man learned to treat his memory as only a rough guide to events."

"Yes, he had that furtive look of a timid domestic poisoner about him, the kind of man who’d be appalled at the idea of divorce but would plot womanslaughter every day."

"His movements could be called cat-like, except that he did not stop to spray urine up against things."