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Dulce Domum
Afteratimehemutteredgloomily,"Iseeitallnow!WhatapigIhavebeen!Apig—that’sme!Justapig—aplainpig!"
HewaitedtillMole’ssobsbecamegraduallylessstormyandmorerhythmical;hewaitedtillatlastsniffswerefrequentandsobsonlyintermittent.Thenherosefromhisseat,and,remarkingcarelessly,"Well,nowwe’dreallybetterbegettingon,oldchap!"setoffuptheroadagainoverthetoilsomewaytheyhadcome.
"Whereverareyou(hic)goingto(hic),Ratty?"criedthetearfulMole,lookingupinalarm.
"We’regoingtofindthathomeofyours,oldfellow,"repliedtheRatpleasantly;"soyouhadbettercomealong,foritwilltakesomefinding,andweshallwantyournose."
"Oh,comeback,Ratty,do!"criedtheMole,gettingupandhurryingafterhim."It’snogood,Itellyou!It’stoolate,andtoodark,andtheplaceistoofaroff,andthesnow’scoming!And—andInevermeanttoletyouknowIwasfeelingthatwayaboutit—itwasallanaccidentandamistake!AndthinkofRiverBank,andyoursupper!"
"HangRiverBank,andsupper,too!"saidtheRatheartily."Itellyou,I’mgoingtofindthisplacenow,ifIstayoutallnight.Socheerup,oldchap,andtakemyarm,andwe’llverysoonbebackthereagain.