146 EDGE OF THE JUNGLE 
vere, and thus was established beyond doubt her 
close relationship to Gawain. 
During that first day, within three hours, dur- 
ing most of which I watched her closely, Guine- 
vere’s change in color was beyond belief. For 
an hour she leaped from time to time; but after 
that, and for the rest of her life, she crept in 
strange unfroglike fashion, raised high on all 
four limbs, with her stubby tail curled upward, 
and reaching out one weird limb after another. 
If one’s hand approached within a foot, she saw 
it and stretched forth appealing, skinny fingers. 
At two o’clock she was clad in a general cinna- 
mon buff; then a shade of glaucous green began 
to creep over head and upper eyelids, onward 
over her face, finally coloring body and limbs. 
Beneath, the little pollyfrog fairly glowed with 
bright apricot orange, throat and tail amparo 
purple, mouth green, and sides rich pale blue. 
To this maze of color we must add a strange, 
new expression, born of the prominent eyes, to- 
gether with the line of the mouth extending 
straight back with a final jeering, upward lift; 
in front, the lower lip thick and protruding, 
which, with the slanting eyes, gave a leering, 
devilish smirk, while her set, stiff, exact posture 
