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Alacrity, the Podger cat, came by the hammock, rubbed her back briefly against it, and then, sure of a welcome, hopped up.
She remarked that she found the night wind a little chilly, and Mr. Podger took her inside the fringe.
Soon her purring rivaled the chirping of the tree crickets, rivaled the hum of voices from inside the Pod.
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