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"
Well
,
never
mind
what
done
it
,
"
said
the
Mole
,
forgetting
his
grammar
in
his
pain
.
"
It
hurts
just
the
same
,
whatever
done
it
.
"
But
the
Rat
,
after
carefully
tying
up
the
leg
with
his
handkerchief
,
had
left
him
and
was
busy
scraping
in
the
snow
.
He
scratched
and
shovelled
and
explored
,
all
four
legs
working
busily
,
while
the
Mole
waited
impatiently
,
remarking
at
intervals
,
"
O
,
come
on
,
Rat
!
"
Suddenly
the
Rat
cried
"
Hooray
!
"
and
then
"
Hooray-oo-ray-oo-ray-oo-ray
!
"
and
fell
to
executing
a
feeble
jig
in
the
snow
.
"
What
have
you
found
,
Ratty
?
"
asked
the
Mole
,
still
nursing
his
leg
.
"
Come
and
see
!
"
said
the
delighted
Rat
,
as
he
jigged
on
.
The
Mole
hobbled
up
to
the
spot
and
had
a
good
look
.
"
Well
,
"
he
said
at
last
,
slowly
,
"
I
see
it
right
enough
.
Seen
the
same
sort
of
thing
before
,
lots
of
times
.
Familiar
object
,
I
call
it
.
A
door-scraper
!
Well
,
what
of
it
?
Why
dance
jigs
around
a
door-scraper
?
"
"
But
do
n't
you
see
what
it
means
,
you
--
you
dull-witted
animal
?
"
cried
the
Rat
impatiently
.
"
Of
course
I
see
what
it
means
,
"
replied
the
Mole
.
"
It
simply
means
that
some
very
careless
and
forgetful
person
has
left
his
door-scraper
lying
about
in
the
middle
of
the
Wild
Wood
,
just
where
it
's
sure
to
trip
everybody
up
.
Very
thoughtless
of
him
,
I
call
it
.
When
I
get
home
I
shall
go
and
complain
about
it
to
--
to
somebody
or
other
,
see
if
I
do
n't
!
"
