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"
O
,
I
know
,
I
know
,
"
said
the
Badger
gloomily
.
"
But
the
thing
had
to
be
done
.
This
good
fellow
has
got
to
live
here
,
and
hold
his
own
,
and
be
respected
.
Would
you
have
him
a
common
laughing-stock
,
mocked
and
jeered
at
by
stoats
and
weasels
?
"
"
Of
course
not
,
"
said
the
Rat
.
"
And
,
talking
of
weasels
,
it
's
lucky
we
came
upon
that
little
weasel
,
just
as
he
was
setting
out
with
Toad
's
invitations
.
I
suspected
something
from
what
you
told
me
,
and
had
a
look
at
one
or
two
;
they
were
simply
disgraceful
.
I
confiscated
the
lot
,
and
the
good
Mole
is
now
sitting
in
the
blue
boudoir
,
filling
up
plain
,
simple
invitation
cards
.
"
At
last
the
hour
for
the
banquet
began
to
draw
near
,
and
Toad
,
who
on
leaving
the
others
had
retired
to
his
bedroom
,
was
still
sitting
there
,
melancholy
and
thoughtful
.
His
brow
resting
on
his
paw
,
he
pondered
long
and
deeply
.
Gradually
his
countenance
cleared
,
and
he
began
to
smile
long
,
slow
smiles
.
Then
he
took
to
giggling
in
a
shy
,
self-conscious
manner
.
At
last
he
got
up
,
locked
the
door
,
drew
the
curtains
across
the
windows
,
collected
all
the
chairs
in
the
room
and
arranged
them
in
a
semicircle
,
and
took
up
his
position
in
front
of
them
,
swelling
visibly
.
Then
he
bowed
,
coughed
twice
,
and
,
letting
himself
go
,
with
uplifted
voice
he
sang
,
to
the
enraptured
audience
that
his
imagination
so
clearly
saw
:
Toad
's
Last
Little
Song
The
Toad
--
came
--
home
!
There
was
panic
in
the
parlours
and
howling
in
the
halls
,
There
was
crying
in
the
cow-sheds
and
shrieking
in
the
stalls
,
When
the
Toad
--
came
--
home
!
