"The Church of the Three Fates has indeed taken action."
In the church, Marvin stroked the Siamese Cat that was burying its head in dried fish on his knee, watching the cats leaping in and out of the window.
Little Black crouched on a pile of canned food, rewarding every cat that brought intelligence with three dried fish or a box of canned food.
Unfortunately, the scarce catmint had only yielded seeds, and they would have to wait until next year's warm weather to sow them widely. Otherwise, the kitties would probably work even harder for the catmint.
A few minutes ago, the Siamese Cat responsible for monitoring the Lord's Mansion and Fourth Prince Arthur had brought intelligence about Bishop Fowler, and as soon as Marvin learned that Bishop Fowler intended to mobilize the army from Roslair, the overall situation became very clear.
