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The River Bank

           

           "Well,well,"saidtheRat,"Isupposeweoughttobemoving.Iwonderwhichofushadbetterpacktheluncheon-basket?"Hedidnotspeakasifhewasfrightfullyeagerforthetreat.

           "O,pleaseletme,"saidtheMole.So,ofcourse,theRatlethim.

           Packingthebasketwasnotquitesuchpleasantworkasunpackingthebasket.Itneveris.ButtheMolewasbentonenjoyingeverything,andalthoughjustwhenhehadgotthebasketpackedandstrappeduptightlyhesawaplatestaringupathimfromthegrass,andwhenthejobhadbeendoneagaintheRatpointedoutaforkwhichanybodyoughttohaveseen,andlastofall,behold!themustardpot,whichhehadbeensittingonwithoutknowingitstill,somehow,thethinggotfinishedatlast,withoutmuchlossoftemper.

           TheafternoonsunwasgettinglowastheRatsculledgentlyhomewardsinadreamymood,murmuringpoetry-thingsovertohimself,andnotpayingmuchattentiontoMole.ButtheMolewasveryfulloflunch,andself-satisfaction,andpride,andalreadyquiteathomeinaboat(sohethought),andwasgettingabitrestlessbesides:andpresentlyhesaid,"Ratty!Please,Iwanttorow,now!"

           TheRatshookhisheadwithasmile."Notyet,myyoungfriend,"hesaid;"waittillyou’vehadafewlessons.It’snotsoeasyasitlooks."

           TheMolewasquietforaminuteortwo.

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