"There is nothing you can do," said Kitty. "The poison is winning. You can see it is making my eyes turn green. I would rather die than become a greedy being, so I shall leave you."
"Please don't go," squeaked the Mouse. "we need you."
"I must go," said the Black Cat, his voice fading, "but I can still, from beyond, bring bad luck to those who lie and steal."
"Thank you, Kitty," said the Mouse. "Thank you for all you've done."
But Kitty did not hear, he was already on his way to crossing the paths of assorted miscreants who saw nothing, but felt a strange warm wind with a slight aroma of sardines.
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