mr. coats is scorned he says not scorned by a lover , or scorned by the world , but scorned by one man and then i am in the balcony , and i am trying to listen , to learn the identity of the man , but the woman in front of me starts to talk , and i can not hear , so i tap her on her shoulder , and her companion turns to me instead , but it is not a man , it is a cat in a tuxedo , and he says to me , you know very well that we wont eat a mouse that is already dead so , i start to apologize , but i dont just apologize once , i fall all over myself apologizing , explaining how little i really know about mice , and talking about how i just wanted to help , and i can not control the sound of my voice , but then another voice drowns out my own as though it was coming from some sort of amplification system .