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"
What
are
we
to
do
with
him
?
"
asked
the
Mole
of
the
Water
Rat
.
"
Nothing
at
all
,
"
replied
the
Rat
firmly
.
"
Because
there
is
really
nothing
to
be
done
.
You
see
,
I
know
him
from
of
old
.
He
is
now
possessed
.
He
has
got
a
new
craze
,
and
it
always
takes
him
that
way
,
in
its
first
stage
.
He
'll
continue
like
that
for
days
now
,
like
an
animal
walking
in
a
happy
dream
,
quite
useless
for
all
practical
purposes
.
Never
mind
him
.
Let
's
go
and
see
what
there
is
to
be
done
about
the
cart
.
"
A
careful
inspection
showed
them
that
,
even
if
they
succeeded
in
righting
it
by
themselves
,
the
cart
would
travel
no
longer
.
The
axles
were
in
a
hopeless
state
,
and
the
missing
wheel
was
shattered
into
pieces
.
The
Rat
knotted
the
horse
's
reins
over
his
back
and
took
him
by
the
head
,
carrying
the
bird-cage
and
its
hysterical
occupant
in
the
other
hand
.
"
Come
on
!
"
he
said
grimly
to
the
Mole
.
"
It
's
five
or
six
miles
to
the
nearest
town
,
and
we
shall
just
have
to
walk
it
.
The
sooner
we
make
a
start
the
better
.
"
"
But
what
about
Toad
?
"
asked
the
Mole
anxiously
,
as
they
set
off
together
.
"
We
ca
n't
leave
him
here
,
sitting
in
the
middle
of
the
road
by
himself
,
in
the
distracted
state
he
's
in
!
It
's
not
safe
.
Supposing
another
Thing
were
to
come
along
?
"
"
O
,
bother
Toad
,
"
said
the
Rat
savagely
;
"
I
've
done
with
him
.
"
They
had
not
proceeded
very
far
on
their
way
,
however
,
when
there
was
a
pattering
of
feet
behind
them
,
and
Toad
caught
them
up
and
thrust
a
paw
inside
the
elbow
of
each
of
them
;
still
breathing
short
and
staring
into
vacancy
.
"
Now
,
look
here
,
Toad
!
"
said
the
Rat
sharply
:
"
as
soon
as
we
get
to
the
town
,
you
'll
have
to
go
straight
to
the
police-station
and
see
if
they
know
anything
about
that
motor-car
and
who
it
belongs
to
,
and
lodge
a
complaint
against
it
.
And
then
you
'll
have
to
go
to
a
blacksmith
's
or
a
wheelwright
's
and
arrange
for
the
cart
to
be
fetched
and
mended
and
put
to
rights
.
It
'll
take
time
,
but
it
's
not
quite
a
hopeless
smash
.
Meanwhile
,
the
Mole
and
I
will
go
to
an
inn
and
find
comfortable
rooms
where
we
can
stay
till
the
cart
's
ready
,
and
till
your
nerves
have
recovered
their
shock
.
"
"
Police-station
!
Complaint
!
"
murmured
Toad
dreamily
.
"
Me
complain
of
that
beautiful
,
that
heavenly
vision
that
has
been
vouchsafed
me
!
Mend
the
cart
!
I
've
done
with
carts
for
ever
.
I
never
want
to
see
the
cart
,
or
to
hear
of
it
,
again
.
