Yellow Cat rose up. The Black Torn glared and growled, so did the
Yellow Tom. Their tails lashed from side to side. Strong throats
growled and yowled. They approached each other with ears laid
back, with muscles a-tense.

"Yow-yow-ow!" said the Black One.

"Wow-w-w!" was the slightly deeper answer.

"Ya-wow-wow-wow!" said the Black One, edging up half an inch
nearer.

"Yow-w-w!" was the Yellow answer, as the blond Cat rose to full
height and stepped with vast dignity a whole inch forward.
"Yow-w!" and he went another inch, while his tail went swish,
thump, from one side to the other.

"Ya-wow-yow-w!" screamed the Black in a rising tone, and he
backed the eighth of an inch, as he marked the broad, unshrinking
breast before him.

Windows opened all around, human voices were heard, but the Cat
scene went on.

"Yow-yow-ow!" rumbled the Yellow Peril, his voice deepening as
the other's rose.
"Yow! " and he advanced another step.

Now their noses were but three inches apart; they stood sidewise,
both ready to clinch, but each waiting for the other. They glared