The End of the Journey "Say Doc!" It was Larry's voice flung back at me.

"I was thinking about that frog.

I think it was her pet.

Damn me if I see any difference between a frog and a snake, and one of the nicest women I ever knew had two pet pythons that followed her around like kittens.
Not such a devilish lot of choice between a frog and a snake--except on the side of the frog?
What?
Anyway, any pet that girl wants is hers, I don't care if it's a leaping twelve-toed lobster or a whale-bodied scorpion.

Get me ?" By which I knew that our remarks upon the frog woman were still bothering O'Keefe.
"He thinks of foolish nothings like the foolish sailor!" grunted Marakinoff, acid contempt in his words.