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“Like Summer Tempests Came His Tears”

           

           Toadwasquitealarmedatthisveryseriousandportentousstyleofgreeting;buttheRatwhisperedtohim,"Nevermind;don’ttakeanynotice;anddon’tsayanythingtohimjustyet.He’salwaysratherlowanddespondentwhenhe’swantinghisvictuals.Inhalfanhour’stimehe’llbequiteadifferentanimal."

           Sotheywaitedinsilence,andpresentlytherecameanotherandalighterknock.TheRat,withanodtoToad,wenttothedoorandusheredintheMole,veryshabbyandunwashed,withbitsofhayandstrawstickinginhisfur.

           "Hooray!Here’soldToad!"criedtheMole,hisfacebeaming."Fancyhavingyoubackagain!"Andhebegantodanceroundhim."Weneverdreamtyouwouldturnupsosoon!Why,youmusthavemanagedtoescape,youclever,ingenious,intelligentToad!"

           TheRat,alarmed,pulledhimbytheelbow;butitwastoolate.Toadwaspuffingandswellingalready.

           "Clever?O,no!"hesaid."I’mnotreallyclever,accordingtomyfriends.I’veonlybrokenoutofthestrongestprisoninEngland,that’sall!Andcapturedarailwaytrainandescapedonit,that’sall!Anddisguisedmyselfandgoneaboutthecountryhumbuggingeverybody,that’sall!O,no!I’mastupidass,Iam!I’lltellyouoneortwoofmylittleadventures,Mole,andyoushalljudgeforyourself!"

           "Well,well,"saidtheMole,movingtowardsthesupper-table;"supposingyoutalkwhileIeat.

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