‘Woah! Hang on a second. If the cat next door is called Fluffy by other cats, what do they call you?’
‘That my dear fellow, I will never tell!’
‘Oh, come on! It can’t be that bad.’
‘No, it’s not at all bad, but it’s my business, and my name is private to me.’
‘Oh, come on, Cat. You can’t be serious. You’re really not going to tell me?’
‘Nope—not for all the roast chicken in China!’
‘Fine, suit yourself, then,’ Arthur said, not even trying to disguise how offended he felt at that moment. ‘I’m sure it’s very silly, anyway. I bet they call you Biffy, or Mini Mouse or something.’
‘Ha! Nice try, but no.’
‘Whatever, not that interested anyway.’
‘Yeah, sure you’re not.’
‘So, anyway, if you’re so good at riddles, what do you think this one means? “To open what is both known yet unknown, speak this word times three.”’
‘Well,’ replied the cat, stretching himself out full-length on the floor. ‘I didn’t exactly say that I was really good at them. I mean, I’m not bad, and now that you mention it, I’m pretty good, but not the best… No, probably not the best.’
‘Soooo?’
‘So, hold your horses. These things take time. I need to think about it.’
‘Oh, Cat!’
‘Arthur? Who are you talking to?’
His mother’s head had just appeared at the top of the stairs. She was still looking angry, her long dark hair tied back, only serving to emphasise her stern look even more.
‘Hmm?’ he asked, not having a clue how he was supposed to answer that.
‘I asked who you were talking to? The cat again, I suppose?’
‘I guess.’
‘Right, well, that settles it then. I’m going to call your friend Lizzy’s mother and invite them over at last. You’ve really been spending too much time running wild by yourself this summer. I always thought she was very sensible for her age.
‘Wild?’ he mumbled after she’d gone. All he ever did was go fishing at the lake. There was nothing wild about that. As for Lizzy though, well, maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad thing. She was smart. She might even be able to help them figure out this box thing.
‘So, what about Lizzy, then?’ he whispered.
‘I know what you’re thinking, but we don’t need any help.’
‘But I thought you liked her? You always sit with her when she comes.’
‘That’s because she’s warm and scratches my ears very nicely. Which, incidentally, is something you could learn to do better. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to go and see a cat about a riddle.’