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"Why, I shouldn't wonder," he thought to himself, "if that boat has been hanging about there waiting till there was no one on the shore. Blessed if I don't think they heard us talking and fancy our officers have took the sentry away. Well, I shall jolly soon know. How rum! It must be a big boat; and it's scared the crocs away, for I can't hear them a bit now.
"Don't try it, lad. Aren't you safe where you are?" "Well, I don't know about being safe," replied the sailor. "Mebbe I could hold on, but here's the water up to my chesty; and don't make a row, or you'll be letting some of those crocs know where I am. Look here, Mr Rodd, sir; are you all right?" "Yes, Joe; I can sit here as long as I like.
They sometime splash water on the nest to control the temperature. In mugger crocs, females are exclusively produced at constant temperature of 28¡C through 31¡C. At 32.5¡C only males are produced. Both sexes in varying proportion are produced at 31.5 to 33¡C. The female guards the nest.
When the introductions were over, Mrs. Danvers said she was tired, and must rest a little. Very few words will do justice to her personal appearance. Brevity, and breadth, and bluntness were her chief characteristics, which applied equally to her figure, her face, and her extremities, and, not unfrequently, to her speech too. Her health was really infirm, but she never could attain the object of many an invalid's harmless ambition looking interesting. Illness made her cheeks look pasty, but not pale; it could not fine down the coarsely moulded features, or purify their ignoble outline. Her voice was against her, certainly; perhaps this was the reason why, when she bemoaned herself, so many irreverent and hard-hearted reprobates called it "whining." It was very unfortunate; for few could be found, even in the somewhat exacting class to which she belonged, more anxious and active in enlisting sympathy. She was looking especially ill-tempered just then, but Major Keene was not easily daunted, and he went in at her straight and gallantly about the weather, it is needless to say, both being English. While Mrs. Danvers was disagreeing with him, Cecil took her turn at inspection. Royston's name was familiar to her, of course, for no one ever talked to Mrs. Molyneux for ten minutes without hearing it. Though she had scarcely glanced at him in the morning, she had decided that the tall, erect figure and the enormous mustache, with its crocs
You ain't been running." "You're saying this to keep me up, Peter." "I ain't, sir; I ain't. Look! Look! You can see for yourself now. There, them's the big trees where all the helephants sheltered at the review, and brave old Rajah! He's making for it straight. There's a peep of the river too, and you can see the hut above the landing-place where I kept guard that night and listened to the crocs.
You wouldn't be there to bury, because as sure as you stand there, and go to sleep, one of them twelve-foot long lizardly crocs as you have seen hundreds of times lying on the top will be watching you, with his eyes just out of the water, and as soon as ever you are fast he will crawl out and have you by the leg and into the river before you know where you are.
Many animals depend upon crocs for food for e.g. the sacred Ibis and monitor lizard will eat the eggs of the Nile crocodile. Crocs are also exceptionally resistant to disease and thus may be of great use in medical research. January brought fresh experience for me and it happened entirely because of Hartman de Souza.
But if there are they will be anchored right out in the river. How are we to get one?" "Swim," said Peter laconically. "And the crocs?" "Chance it," said Peter. "Ugh!" ejaculated Archie. "'Tain't tempting, sir, but I'm game.
Glad I was able to do some good and, I say, it's getting close to morning." "How do you know?" "By them things as we have heard howling out in the jungle over and over again." "I've heard nothing," said Archie. "I have, sir; and they're getting quiet now. I heard a tiger once, and crocs over and over again, but I wouldn't say anything."
"Don't you remember hailing me, sir, when I was on sentry-go?" "No." "Nor me telling you to mind the crocs didn't try to come aboard your boat?" "No. What are you talking about?" "Oh, my word!" sighed Peter. "Here's a pretty go! Talk about a poor fellow being off his chump!" Then aloud, as he felt the lad's hand feebly feeling for his, "It was like this 'ere, sir.
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