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There was no cat. The above mentioned matters were on his mind. His eyes under good circumstances are inefficient. He saw a gray brown bag of cloth used to collect leaves, and usually connected to lawn mowers. It lay on or by the curb with leaves in it and it, uh, it had, ah, metal eyelets and another projection.

It had been disconnected from a mower. The man left it momentarily. He was called inside. You hit this and threw it, but it did not fly up, and the color mixed well with the pile of leaves there. It was gone when you returned.

(What I did not know was that right after I left the apartment Jane had a sudden strong urge to walk back to the studio and look out. She found herself doing this almost without thinking, for she felt that my garage was blocked by another car. She did not see the car that had been blocking my way, for it had been moved by then. She saw me back out of the garage as usual. I did not look up to see her for I did not expect to. Jane says this is the first time she can remember that she has checked up to see if the garage was blocked. Nor does she watch me leave for work. She too forgot the incident until I happened to mention my experience at lunch.)