Summary
A sun-bleached quayside in the early ’20s becomes the stage for a deliciously perverse pas de deux between entitlement and desperation. Urbane wastrel-student Philip, his pockets as empty as his future, eyes the one asset his miserly uncle cherishes above blood: a pampered, blue-blooded Persian cat whose whiskers twitch like stock-market tickers. In a single moon-smudged night he spirits the feline away to a tumbledown sailboat, the Lugger, its hull barnacled with secrets. Word of the crime ricochets through seaside drawing-rooms and smoke-clogged taverns; ransom notes, penned in mock-Shakespearean prose, demand not coin but a moral reckoning. The uncle, a shipping magnate whose soul is written in ledgers, dispays detectives, flappers, and an ex-lover now betrothed to a judge, all converging on the tidal estuary where foghorns sound like iron bells of conscience. Each tide reshuffles loyalties: the cat itself, aloof yet omniscient, watches humans barter integrity for comfort, while Philip, torn between anarchic glee and creeping shame, discovers that kidnapping a living emblem of privilege is easier than facing the reflection it casts. When the final exchange erupts on a rain-lashed deck, the ransom isn’t money but a confession—one that leaves reputations capsized and the moggy placidly grooming itself atop a discarded top-hat, indifferent to which heir will drown in guilt.
A student kidnaps his rich uncle's cat and holds it to ransom.
