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"
Exactly
,
"
said
the
Badger
;
"
that
is
my
point
.
The
weasels
will
trust
entirely
to
their
excellent
sentinels
.
And
that
is
where
the
passage
comes
in
.
That
very
useful
tunnel
leads
right
up
under
the
butler
's
pantry
,
next
to
the
dining-hall
!
"
"
Aha
!
that
squeaky
board
in
the
butler
's
pantry
!
"
said
Toad
.
"
Now
I
understand
it
!
"
"
We
shall
creep
out
quietly
into
the
butler
's
pantry
--
"
cried
the
Mole
.
"
--
with
our
pistols
and
swords
and
sticks
--
"
shouted
the
Rat
.
"
--
and
rush
in
upon
them
,
"
said
the
Badger
.
"
--
and
whack
'em
,
and
whack
'em
,
and
whack
'em
!
"
cried
the
Toad
in
ecstasy
,
running
round
and
round
the
room
,
and
jumping
over
the
chairs
.
"
Very
well
,
then
,
"
said
the
Badger
,
resuming
his
usual
dry
manner
,
"
our
plan
is
settled
,
and
there
's
nothing
more
for
you
to
argue
and
squabble
about
.
So
,
as
it
's
getting
very
late
,
all
of
you
go
right
off
to
bed
at
once
.
We
will
make
all
the
necessary
arrangements
in
the
course
of
the
morning
to-morrow
.
"
Toad
,
of
course
,
went
off
to
bed
dutifully
with
the
rest
--
he
knew
better
than
to
refuse
--
though
he
was
feeling
much
too
excited
to
sleep
.
But
he
had
had
a
long
day
,
with
many
events
crowded
into
it
;
and
sheets
and
blankets
were
very
friendly
and
comforting
things
,
after
plain
straw
,
and
not
too
much
of
it
,
spread
on
the
stone
floor
of
a
draughty
cell
;
and
his
head
had
not
been
many
seconds
on
his
pillow
before
he
was
snoring
happily
.
Naturally
,
he
dreamt
a
good
deal
;
about
roads
that
ran
away
from
him
just
when
he
wanted
them
,
and
canals
that
chased
him
and
caught
him
,
and
a
barge
that
sailed
into
the
banqueting-hall
with
his
week
's
washing
,
just
as
he
was
giving
a
dinner-party
;
and
he
was
alone
in
the
secret
passage
,
pushing
onwards
,
but
it
twisted
and
turned
round
and
shook
itself
,
and
sat
up
on
its
end
;
yet
somehow
,
at
the
last
,
he
found
himself
back
in
Toad
Hall
,
safe
and
triumphant
,
with
all
his
friends
gathered
round
about
him
,
earnestly
assuring
him
that
he
really
was
a
clever
Toad
.
He
slept
till
a
late
hour
next
morning
,
and
by
the
time
he
got
down
he
found
that
the
other
animals
had
finished
their
breakfast
some
time
before
.
The
Mole
had
slipped
off
somewhere
by
himself
,
without
telling
any
one
where
he
was
going
to
.
The
Badger
sat
in
the
arm-chair
,
reading
the
paper
,
and
not
concerning
himself
in
the
slightest
about
what
was
going
to
happen
that
very
evening
.
The
Rat
,
on
the
other
hand
,
was
running
round
the
room
busily
,
with
his
arms
full
of
weapons
of
every
kind
,
distributing
them
in
four
little
heaps
on
the
floor
,
and
saying
excitedly
under
his
breath
,
as
he
ran
,
"
Here
's
-
a-sword-for-the-Rat
,
here
's
-
a-sword-for-the-Mole
,
here
's
-
a-sword-for-the-Toad
,
here
's
-
a-sword-for-the-Badger
!
Here
's
-
a-pistol-for-the-Rat
,
here
's
-
a-pistol-for-the-Mole
,
here
's
-
a-pistol-for-the-Toad
,
here
's
-
a-pistol-for-the-Badger
!
"
And
so
on
,
in
a
regular
,
rhythmical
way
,
while
the
four
little
heaps
gradually
grew
and
grew
.
