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 always digging holes, crouched down, put his glasses in his beak and, after examining the "dirt", said:

— It's not marble. It's more like rubber or cheese!...

— What about these leafless plants?" asked Scaly, showing his eyebrows.

— They must be wicker rods or fins, don't you see how flexible they are? I'm going to take a bundle of them to my friend the Cricket so that he can make me a sewing rack.

— And I'll take another for Mrs. Spider, the seamstress, to put in the corsets.

And the two of them set about pulling strands out of Narizinho's eyebrows. Each "fin" they pulled out was a sharp little pain, and the "land" felt like sweeping them away with a slap, but it endured everything, without the slightest grimace, so interesting was it finding this singular adventure. And she remained motionless, spying on the antics of the curious little animals engaged in harvesting the fin sticks, thinking to herself: