Well, you could have blown me and Jonadab over with a cats-paw.
Not a breath of wind, ye know, not so much as a cats-paw—no chance of a chase.
From the old story of the monkey who used the cats-paw to remove his roast chestnuts from the fire.
Did he really care for her or was she only the cats-paw to pluck his hot chestnuts from the fire?
The shadow as of tempest hung in ...