"Now we'll soon be coming to the House of the Crocodile," said Allen.
What can we then believe of those stories that have been told us of the crocodile?
As is the mercy of the tears of the crocodile, so was the kindness of her looks.
It seemed to me that the crocodile had seized her by the leg.
I have not heard yet,” he said, “how it came about that you were seized by the crocodile.
Would the teeth of a crocodile not splinter under that word?
The last fellow did, but was eaten by a crocodile out bathing.'
The Alligator's head is broad and blunt; the Crocodile's is narrow and sharp.
Now it was the crocodile that had dragged the boy to the bottom of the river.
Still the crocodile dared not open his mouth for fear of saying, "I did it, I did it."