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"Colin," he said, "you have a knack of putting questions in the most awkward fashion. I suppose, in a way, the answer is 'not quite, because in the kangaroo, the baby is almost completely formed when it is placed in the pouch, while in the mussel, only the egg goes there. The word 'marsupium' was what threw you off.
The first Mammalia in the world were pouched animals, having that extraordinary attachment to the mother after birth which characterizes the Kangaroo.
So Dot did as she was told, and screamed and cried like the most naughty of children; and the gasping Kangaroo told her to go on doing so. Then what seemed to Dot a very terrifying thing happened; for she soon heard other cries mingle with hers. From the desolate morass, and from the gully in darkness below, came the sound of a bellowing.
"There's nothing better for the complexion than a good rub, and I assure you you have placed me under an obligation to you." "Prod him with the icicle," said the Kangaroo to the Polar Bear.
He is an animal as active as fierce, and lives by preying on the kangaroos and other kindred animals. He is also troublesome to the breeders of sheep; as, since the introduction of these innocent animals to his country, he appears to have formed a preference for mutton over kangaroo flesh.
He picked it up after a Kangaroo hunt some time ago." "It's her Joey; her lost Joey!" cried Dot, running to the Kangaroo. "Oh! dear Kangaroo, I am so glad!" she said, "for now we are all happy; as happy as can be!"
"Because, you know, you've never seen a kangaroo." Mary Ann's face lit up a little. "Oh, yes I have, sir; it came to the village fair when I was a girl." "Oh, indeed!" said Lancelot, a little staggered; "what did it come there for to buy a new pouch?" "No, sir; in a circus." "Ah, in a circus. Then, perhaps, you can play the piano, too." Mary Ann got very red.
Our cousins produced damper, cold beef and cheese from their pockets; while Toby placed before us a piece of a kangaroo which we had shot the previous day and some biscuits, while we all contented ourselves with a draught of water from the pool.
From this point on, the pack moved slowly in scattered formation, each individual member hunting as he went along, with nose to earth and eyes a-glitter for possible prey of any kind, from a grub to an old-man kangaroo.
He ran rather like a kangaroo, gathering his feet under him and proceeding by a series of leaps, almost as if he were being shamefully pricked from behind. At a corner he turned pale, terror-stricken eyes back on that sinister group, and went on into the labyrinth of small streets. But disaster, inglorious disaster, waited for Nikky.
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