The Adventures of Toto #2
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- After a while at Saharanpur, Toto suddenly poked his head out of the bag and gave the ticket collector a wide grin.
- Before: “Sir, you have a dog with you. You’ll have to pay for it accordingly.”
- After: “No charge. It is not a dog.”
- Grandfather took Toto out of the bag to try to prove that a monkey did not qualify as a dog, or even as a quadruped. Toto was classified a dog by the ticket-collector ;and three rupees was the sum handed over as his fare.
- “What must I pay for this, since you charge for all animals?”
- When Toto was finally accepted by Grandmother he was given a comfortable home in the stable, where he had for a companion the family donkey, Nana
- On Toto’s first night in the stable, Grandfather found Nana pulling at her halter and trying to keep her head as far as possible from a bundle of hay.
- Grandfather gave Nana a slap across her haunches, and she jerked back, dragging Toto with her. He had fastened on to her long ears with his sharp little teeth.
- Toto and Nana never became friends.
- A great treat for Toto during cold winter evenings was the large bowl of warm water given him by Grandmother for his bath. He would cunningly test the temperature with his hand, then gradually step into the bath, first one foot, then the other (as he had seen me doing), until he was into the water up to his neck. Once comfortable, he would take the soap in his hands or feet, and rub himself all over. When the water became cold, he would get out and run as quickly as he could to the kitchen-fire in order to dry himself
- One day Toto nearly succeeded in boiling himself alive.
- A large kitchen kettle had been left on the fire to boil for tea and Toto decided to remove the lid. Finding the water just warm enough for a bath, he got in, with his head sticking out from the open kettle. This was just fine for a while, until the water began to boil. Toto then raised himself a little; but, finding it cold outside, sat down again. He continued hopping up and down for some time.Then, Grandmother arrived and hauled him, half-boiled, out of the kettle
- If there is a part of the brain especially devoted to mischief, that part was largely developed in Toto. He was always tearing things to pieces. Whenever one of my aunts came near him, he made every effort to get hold of her dress and tear a hole in it
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