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“Like Summer Tempests Came His Tears”

           Theywereallasnervousandflusteredascouldbe,runningallwaysatonce,andfallingovereachother,andeveryonegivingorderstoeverybodyelseandnotlistening;andtheSergeantkeptsendingoffpartiesofstoatstodistantpartsofthegrounds,andthensendingotherfellowstofetch’embackagain;andIheardthemsayingtoeachother,‘That’sjustliketheweasels;they’retostopcomfortablyinthebanqueting-hall,andhavefeastingandtoastsandsongsandallsortsoffun,whilewemuststayonguardinthecoldandthedark,andintheendbecuttopiecesbybloodthirstyBadgers!’"

           "Oh,yousillyass,Mole!"criedToad,"You’vebeenandspoilteverything!"

           "Mole,"saidtheBadger,inhisdry,quietway,"Iperceiveyouhavemoresenseinyourlittlefingerthansomeotheranimalshaveinthewholeoftheirfatbodies.Youhavemanagedexcellently,andIbegintohavegreathopesofyou.GoodMole!CleverMole!"

           TheToadwassimplywildwithjealousy,moreespeciallyashecouldn’tmakeoutforthelifeofhimwhattheMolehaddonethatwassoparticularlyclever;but,fortunatelyforhim,beforehecouldshowtemperorexposehimselftotheBadger’ssarcasm,thebellrangforluncheon

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