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Mr. Badger
Badgerhe’sakind-heartedgentleman,aseveryoneknows—"
"Iunderstand,"saidtheRat,cuttinghimselfsomerashersfromasideofbacon,whiletheMoledroppedsomeeggsintoasaucepan."Andwhat’stheweatherlikeoutside?Youneedn’t‘sir’mequitesomuch,"headded.
"O,terriblebad,sir,terribledeepthesnowis,"saidthehedgehog."Nogettingoutforthelikesofyougentlemento-day."
"Where’sMr.Badger?"inquiredtheMoleashewarmedthecoffee-potbeforethefire.
"Themaster’sgoneintohisstudy,sir,"repliedthehedgehog,"andhesaidashowhewasgoingtobeparticularbusythismorning,andonnoaccountwashetobedisturbed."
Thisexplanation,ofcourse,wasthoroughlyunderstoodbyeveryonepresent.Thefactis,asalreadysetforth,whenyoulivealifeofintenseactivityforsixmonthsintheyear,andofcomparativeoractualsomnolencefortheothersix,duringthelatterperiodyoucannotbecontinuallypleadingsleepinesswhentherearepeopleaboutorthingstobedone.Theexcusegetsmonotonous.TheanimalswellknewthatBadger,havingeatenaheartybreakfast,hadretiredtohisstudyandsettledhimselfinanarm-chairwithhislegsuponanotherandaredcottonhandkerchiefoverhisface,andwasbeing"busy"intheusualwayatthistimeoftheyear.