incredulity

My mouth fell open in incredulity.__h, Maria. Are you trying to tell me you__e taken up the sport of fly-catching with your mouth?__os reached over and lifted my chin.__nd an assistant too. So that you don__ scare the little flies away. How wonderful; I didn__ realise it was a team sport. Interesting. Tell me, what do they taste like? I can__ imagine a fly filling any hole in your stomach. How many have you caught?___hat__ disgusting._ Ros screwed her face up.__y thoughts exactly.

If you can't show it, you don't know it.

Sometimes the fluffy bunny of incredulity zooms round the bend so rapidly that the greyhound of language is left, agog, in the starting cage.