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           "Iknowsomeanimalswhowouldgivetheirearstobesittingdowntosupperwithusto-night!"

           "Nobread!"groanedtheMoledolorously;"nobutter,no—"

           "Nopâtédefoiegras,nochampagne!"continuedtheRat,grinning."Andthatremindsme—what’sthatlittledoorattheendofthepassage?Yourcellar,ofcourse!Everyluxuryinthishouse!Justyouwaitaminute."

           Hemadeforthecellar-door,andpresentlyreappeared,somewhatdusty,withabottleofbeerineachpawandanotherundereacharm,"Self-indulgentbeggaryouseemtobe,Mole,"heobserved."Denyyourselfnothing.ThisisreallythejolliestlittleplaceIeverwasin.Now,whereverdidyoupickupthoseprints?Maketheplacelooksohome-like,theydo.Nowonderyou’resofondofit,Mole.Tellusallaboutit,andhowyoucametomakeitwhatitis."

           Then,whiletheRatbusiedhimselffetchingplates,andknivesandforks,andmustardwhichhemixedinanegg-cup,theMole,hisbosomstillheavingwiththestressofhisrecentemotion,related—somewhatshylyatfirst,butwithmorefreedomashewarmedtohissubject—howthiswasplanned,andhowthatwasthoughtout,andhowthiswasgotthroughawindfallfromanaunt,andthatwasawonderfulfindandabargain,andthisotherthingwasboughtoutoflaborioussavingsandacertainamountof"goingwithout.