any case, Peggy liked the crocodile. For whatever reason, the taxidermist, perhaps not knowing very much about crocodiles, had positioned it on its hind legs, with its front claws extended before it and its long-snouted mouth open in an expression of mild exasperation. It was as if it was saying “Oh, what the fuck now,” and it was exactly how Peggy wanted her visitors to be greeted.
