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“Toto was a pretty monkey.” In what sense is Toto pretty?

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Toto was pretty in its features. Its bright eyes sparkled with mischief beneath deep-set eyebrows. Its teeth, which were pearl white, were very often displayed in a smile that frightened the life out of elderly Anglo-Indian ladies. Its fingers were quick and wicked, and its tail, while adding to its good looks, served as a third hand.

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Chapter 2: The Adventures of Toto - The Adventures of Toto [Page 11]

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NCERT English - Moments (Supplementary Reader) Class 9
Chapter 2 The Adventures of Toto
The Adventures of Toto | Q 2 | Page 11

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