'The golden quoribus has more claws than any...

other...

animal...

in the whole world!' 'Oh-h-h,' she shuddered.
'Yes,' said Archie solemnly.

'It has large claws coming out of its head.' 'Its head! Good gracious!' 'It has claws here and claws there; claws coming out of the eyes; and claws coming out of the ears; and claws coming out of its shoulders; and claws coming out of the forehead!' Edith shivered with fright and held up her hands in front of her eyes to ward off the picture.
'And claws coming out of the mouth,' said Archie, coming a step nearer to her and raising his voice.
Edith jumped.
'And claws coming out of the hands, and claws coming out of the feet!' 'Yes,' said Dilly, wildly and recklessly and jumping up and down, 'and claws on the ceiling, and claws on the floor, and claws all over the world!' With one violent slap she was sent sprawling.
Shrieks, sobs and tears filled the quiet nursery.
'I know,' said Archie, when he had been persuaded to apologise, 'of course I know a gentleman oughtn't to hit a lady, not even--I mean, especially not if she's his little sister.