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"Nobody couldn’t guess It!" Bruno cried in high glee. "Why, he wrenched out that Crocodile’s toof!"

"Which tooth?" I ventured to ask.

But Bruno was not to be puzzled. "The toof he were going to bite the Goat with, a course!"

"He couldn't be sure about that," I argued, "unless he wrenched out all its teeth."