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           "Youdon’tunderstand!It’smyhome,myoldhome!I’vejustcomeacrossthesmellofit,andit’sclosebyhere,reallyquiteclose.AndImustgotoit,Imust,Imust!Oh,comeback,Ratty!Please,pleasecomeback!"

           TheRatwasbythistimeveryfarahead,toofartohearclearlywhattheMolewascalling,toofartocatchthesharpnoteofpainfulappealinhisvoice.Andhewasmuchtakenupwiththeweather,forhetoo,couldsmellsomethingsomethingsuspiciouslylikeapproachingsnow.

           "Mole,wemustn’tstopnow,really!"hecalledback."We’llcomeforitto-morrow,whateveritisyou’vefound.ButIdaren’tstopnowit’slate,andthesnow’scomingonagain,andI’mnotsureoftheway!AndIwantyournose,Mole,socomeonquick,there’sagoodfellow!"AndtheRatpressedforwardonhiswaywithoutwaitingforananswer.

           PoorMolestoodaloneintheroad,hishearttornasunder,andabigsobgathering,gathering,somewherelowdowninsidehim,toleapuptothesurfacepresently,heknew,inpassionateescape.Butevenundersuchatestasthishisloyaltytohisfriendstoodfirm.Neverforamomentdidhedreamofabandoninghim.Meanwhile,thewaftsfromhisoldhomepleaded,whispered,conjured,andfinallyclaimedhimimperiously.Hedarednottarrylongerwithintheirmagiccircle.

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