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"

Toad

he

went

a-pleasuring

Gaily

down

the

street

--

"

The

Badger

drew

himself

up

,

took

a

firm

grip

of

his

stick

with

both

paws

,

glanced

round

at

his

comrades

,

and

cried

--

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"

The

hour

is

come

!

Follow

me

!

"

And

flung

the

door

open

wide

.

My

!

What

a

squealing

and

a

squeaking

and

a

screeching

filled

the

air

!

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Well

might

the

terrified

weasels

dive

under

the

tables

and

spring

madly

up

at

the

windows

!

Well

might

the

ferrets

rush

wildly

for

the

fireplace

and

get

hopelessly

jammed

in

the

chimney

!

Well

might

tables

and

chairs

be

upset

,

and

glass

and

china

be

sent

crashing

on

the

floor

,

in

the

panic

of

that

terrible

moment

when

the

four

Heroes

strode

wrathfully

into

the

room

!

The

mighty

Badger

,

his

whiskers

bristling

,

his

great

cudgel

whistling

through

the

air

;

Mole

,

black

and

grim

,

brandishing

his

stick

and

shouting

his

awful

war-cry

,

"

A

Mole

!

A

Mole

!

"

Rat

,

desperate

and

determined

,

his

belt

bulging

with

weapons

of

every

age

and

every

variety

;

Toad

,

frenzied

with

excitement

and

injured

pride

,

swollen

to

twice

his

ordinary

size

,

leaping

into

the

air

and

emitting

Toad-whoops

that

chilled

them

to

the

marrow

!

"

Toad

he

went

a-pleasuring

!

"

he

yelled

.

"

I

'll

pleasure

'em

!

"

and

he

went

straight

for

the

Chief

Weasel

.

They

were

but

four

in

all

,

but

to

the

panic-stricken

weasels

the

hall

seemed

full

of

monstrous

animals

,

grey

,

black

,

brown

and

yellow

,

whooping

and

flourishing

enormous

cudgels

;

and

they

broke

and

fled

with

squeals

of

terror

and

dismay

,

this

way

and

that

,

through

the

windows

,

up

the

chimney

,

anywhere

to

get

out

of

reach

of

those

terrible

sticks

.

The

affair

was

soon

over

.

Up

and

down

,

the

whole

length

of

the

hall

,

strode

the

four

Friends

,

whacking

with

their

sticks

at

every

head

that

showed

itself

;

and

in

five

minutes

the

room

was

cleared

.

Through

the

broken

windows

the

shrieks

of

terrified

weasels

escaping

across

the

lawn

were

borne

faintly

to

their

ears

;

on

the

floor

lay

prostrate

some

dozen

or

so

of

the

enemy

,

on

whom

the

Mole

was

busily

engaged

in

fitting

handcuffs

.

The

Badger

,

resting

from

his

labours

,

leant

on

his

stick

and

wiped

his

honest

brow

.

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