Wig to the left, which meant: No, but!
“Or half in water, half on land?”
“Master Pennewip, how should I——”
Wig to the right: No subterfuges.
“Answer me, Juffrouw Laps, have you cold blood? Do you bring living young into the world?”
“It is a sin, Master Pennewip!”
The wig now looked like a battering-ram, anticipating the nature of the next question.
“Can you lay eggs, Juffrouw Laps? I only ask you the question. Can you lay eggs? Eh?”
She said she couldn’t.
“Then you are a sucking animal, Juffrouw Laps!”