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Children
of
all
shapes
and
sizes
,
from
babies
in
long
clothes
upwards
,
were
scrambling
about
in
another
cage
.
The
animals
outside
regarded
these
with
great
interest
and
some
of
them
tried
to
make
the
babies
laugh
by
thrusting
their
paws
or
their
tails
in
through
the
bars
.
A
giraffe
stretched
his
long
neck
out
over
the
heads
of
the
other
animals
and
let
a
little
boy
in
a
sailor-suit
tickle
its
nose
.
In
a
third
cage
three
elderly
ladies
in
raincoats
and
galoshes
were
imprisoned
.
One
of
them
was
knitting
,
but
the
other
two
were
standing
near
the
bars
shouting
at
the
animals
and
poking
at
them
with
their
umbrellas
.
"
Nasty
brutes
.
Go
away
.
I
want
my
tea
!
"
screamed
one
of
them
.
"
Is
n't
she
funny
?
"
said
several
of
the
animals
,
and
they
laughed
loudly
at
her
.
"
Jane
--
look
!
"
said
Michael
,
pointing
to
the
cage
at
the
end
of
the
row
.
"
Is
n't
that
--
?
"
"
Admiral
Boom
!
"
said
Jane
,
looking
very
surprised
.
And
Admiral
Boom
it
was
.
He
was
ramping
up
and
down
in
his
cage
,
coughing
,
and
blowing
his
nose
,
and
spluttering
with
rage
.
"
Blast
my
gizzard
!
All
hands
to
the
Pump
!
Land
,
ho
!
Heave
away
there
!
Blast
my
gizzard
!
"
shouted
the
Admiral
.
Every
time
he
came
near
the
bars
a
tiger
prodded
him
gently
with
a
stick
and
this
made
Admiral
Boom
swear
dreadfully
.
"
But
how
did
they
all
get
in
there
?
"
Jane
asked
the
Lion
.
