And what do you think they were carrying? Why,
a small coffin covered with a black velvet pall, and on the pall was a
small coronet all of gold, and at every third step they took they cried
all together, _Miaou_--"
"_Miaou!_" said Old Tom again.
"Yes, just like that!" said the Sexton; "and as they came nearer and
nearer to me I could see them more distinctly, because their eyes shone
out with a sort of green light. Well, they all came towards me, eight of
them carrying the coffin, and the biggest cat of all walking in front
for all the world like--but look at our Tom, how he's looking at me.
You'd think he knew all I was saying."
"Go on, go on," said his wife; "never mind Old Tom."
"Well, as I was a-saying, they came towards me slowly and solemnly, and
at every third step crying all together, _Miaou!_--"
"_Miaou!_" said Old Tom again.
"Yes, just like that, till they came and stood right opposite Mr.
Fordyce's grave, where I was, when they all stood still and looked
straight at me.
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