Will was stupefied with exhaustion, and he might have gone on to the north, or he might have laid his head on the grass under one of those trees and slept; but he stood trying to clear his head, he saw a cat.
She was a tabby,like Moxie. She padded out of a garden on the Oxford side of the road, where Will was standing. Will put down his shopping bag and held out his hand, and the cat came up to rub her head against his knuckles, just as Moxie did. Of course, every cat behaved like that, but all the same Will felt such a longing to turn for home that tears scalded his eyes.
Eventually this cat turned away.This was night,and there was a territory to patrol, there were mice to hunt. She padded across the road and towards the bushes just beyond the hornbeam trees,and there she stopped.
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Will疲惫不堪，昏昏沉沉的，他本会去到北方，或是将他的头放倒在树下的草地上睡去；但他站着试图使自己清醒——他看到了一只猫。
她是只虎斑猫，像Moxie一样。她轻轻地走出那条道路牛津一侧的花园，也就是Will站着的地方。Will放下他的购物袋，伸出他的手，那只猫就过来将她的头在他的指关节上来回摩擦着，就像Moxie做过的一样。当然，每只猫都会这么做，但不管怎么说，Will感到了那样的渴望转身回家，以至于泪水灼伤了他的眼睛。
最终这只猫走掉了。那已是黑夜，那儿有要巡逻的一块领地，有老鼠要去捉。她轻轻地穿过马路，朝着角树林后面的灌木丛走去。在那儿她停了下来。