Its fur and whiskers seemed heavy and dense and like asbestos fibre, yet so fine as to appear silky. Its eyes, nose, and claws were scarlet, and seemed to possess a glassy surface.
I waited my opportunity, and when the little thing came nosing along within reach, I seized it.
Instantly it emitted a bewildering series of whistling shrieks, and twisted around to bite me. Its body was icy.
"Don't let it bite!" cried the girl. "Be careful, Mr. Smith!"
"'Don't let it bite!' cried the girl. 'Be careful, Mr. Smith!'"
But its jaws were toothless; only soft, cold gums pinched me, and I held it twisting and writhing, while the icy temperature of its body began to benumb my fingers and creep up my wrist, paralyzing my arm; and its incessant and piercing shrieks deafened me.