Perhaps you will be someday, the young witch thought of her younger companion, but she kept it to herself. She was surprised to find Mr. Glynn more eager to go first, stepping into protect the girls from the mud-splashed arrival of the barn's feline guardian. Houstonia was never so hostile to newcomers, though Millie's cat had too much of his own mind for her liking at times. She crouched toward this strange cat, offering her hand in a show of non-aggression. "Now then, there's no need to give Mr. Glynn a bath. I’m sure he’s quite capable of washing himself."
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