"But won't you show us the way home first?" begged Fluffy. "Please, please do. We're tired of the woods, too, but we don't know where else to go."
"Well, you find some place," said Yowler. "I did, so you can, too, if you try hard enough." With that he turned tail and stalked away through the wood.
Jazbury and Fluffy followed him, mewing, until he turned on them so fiercely that they were frightened. Then they stopped and stood looking after him until he disappeared in the wood, and never once did he look back, or say one word of good-bye to them.
IX
"There! He's gone away mad," mewed Fluffy. "Now what shall we do?"
"Do! Why just what we have been doing," said Jazbury. "He wasn't any good to us, anyway."
"Yes, but I want to go home. Oh, I do want to go home; and we don't know the way."
"Why don't we? Guess I could find it just as well as Yowler."
"Oh, could you? Could you, Jazbury?"
"Listen, Fluffy!" said Jazbury. "There was something mother told me, and I'd forgotten all about it. I just remembered a little while ago. She said cats--and kittens, too, if they weren't too little--could always get home from any place if they just didn't worry about it and try to remember the way to go. All they have to do is to love their home, and run along without thinking, and then they'll get there."