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Ashton - "His tail was like a like a bottle brush" paragraph 2, page 1

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Ashton - "His tail was like a like a bottle brush" paragraph 2, page 1

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He was a mongoose , rather like a cat page 1 paragraph 2

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He was a mongoose , rather like a cat page 1 paragraph 2

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Titus

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"Rather like a cat in his fur and tail"
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With bushes as big as summer-houses of Marshall Neil roses
Page 3 paragraph 18

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His eyes and the end of his restless nose were pink. page 1, paragraph 2

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His eyes and the end of his restless nose were pink. page 1, paragraph 2

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Peyton

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It was a large garden, only half cultivated, with bushes as big as summer houses of Marshal Niel roses page 2 paragraph  18

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It was a large garden, only half cultivated, with bushes as big as summer houses of Marshal Niel roses page 2 paragraph  18

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Titus

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When the cobra runs for her life, she goes like a whip-lash flicked across a horses neck. Paragraph: 106 Page: 10 Allison

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When the cobra runs for her life, she goes like a whip-lash flicked across a horses neck. Paragraph: 106 Page: 10 Allison

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Ashton - And a tiny voice said: "be careful. I am death!" It was Karait. page 4, paragraph 9.

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Ashton - And a tiny voice said: "be careful. I am death!" It was Karait. page 4, paragraph 9.

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The wicked snakes eyes that never changed their exspression
page 3 paragraph 23

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He jumped up in the air as high as he could go, and just under him whizzed by the head of Nagaina, Nag's wicked wife. Page 3 paragraph 30

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...but quite like a weasel in his head and his habits. page 1, paragraph 2

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"Rikk-tikk-tikki-tikki-tchk!"
Paragraph 2 Page 1

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very pleasant to be patted and petted
page 5, paragraph 38

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Peyton

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...his head and his habits. Paragraph: 2 Page: 1 Allison

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he whimpers and cheeps all the night
page 5, paragraph 40

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he stayed balancing to and fro as a dandelion-tuft balances in the wind
page 3, paragraph 24

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... the dry scratch of a snake's scales on brick-work.
Page- 6, Paragraph- 51

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Paragraph 7, page 2.
Hyperbole: His is eaten up from nose to tail with curiosity

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He sat back on his tail and hind legs like a little kangroo.
Page 4, Paragraph 32

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Paragraph 57, page 7
A hot wind knocked him senseless, and fire singed his fur.

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Bottle brushy
page 3 paragraph 18

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They took him into the house, and a big man picked him up between his finger and thumb. Page 1; paragraph 5

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Through the bath-rooms of the big bungalow.
Page 1, Paragraph 1

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h'sh
page 5 paragraph 51

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Rikki-tikki stayed as still as death.
Page 6; paragraph 59

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Rikki-tikki-tikki-tikki-tchk!
Page 1; paragraph 2

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He was laying in the hot sun on the middle of a garden path Paragraph 3 Page 3

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Quite like a weasel
Page 1 Paragraph 2

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H’sh Paragraph 51 Page 5

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Break her back with one bite
Paragraph 49 page 6

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Broken hearted little beast
Paragraph 2

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Hyperbole,
He could have stuffed himself three times over with nice things
Paragraph 38 Page 6