Вітер у вербах
“Like Summer Tempests Came His Tears”
Goon,Badger.How’sthispassageofyoursgoingtohelpus?"
"I’vefoundoutathingortwolately,"continuedtheBadger."IgotOttertodisguisehimselfasasweepandcallattheback-doorwithbrushesoverhisshoulder,askingforajob.There’sgoingtobeabigbanquetto-morrownight.It’ssomebody’sbirthday—theChiefWeasel’s,Ibelieve—andalltheweaselswillbegatheredtogetherinthedining-hall,eatinganddrinkingandlaughingandcarryingon,suspectingnothing.Noguns,noswords,nosticks,noarmsofanysortwhatever!"
"Butthesentinelswillbepostedasusual,"remarkedtheRat.
"Exactly,"saidtheBadger;"thatismypoint.Theweaselswilltrustentirelytotheirexcellentsentinels.Andthatiswherethepassagecomesin.Thatveryusefultunnelleadsrightupunderthebutler’spantry,nexttothedining-hall!"
"Aha!thatsqueakyboardinthebutler’spantry!"saidToad."NowIunderstandit!"
"Weshallcreepoutquietlyintothebutler’spantry—"criedtheMole.
"—withourpistolsandswordsandsticks—"shoutedtheRat.
"—andrushinuponthem,"saidtheBadger.
"—andwhack’em,andwhack’em,andwhack’em!"criedtheToadinecstasy,runningroundandroundtheroom,andjumpingoverthechairs.
