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In
the
side
of
what
had
seemed
to
be
a
snow-bank
stood
a
solid-looking
little
door
,
painted
a
dark
green
.
An
iron
bell-pull
hung
by
the
side
,
and
below
it
,
on
a
small
brass
plate
,
neatly
engraved
in
square
capital
letters
,
they
could
read
by
the
aid
of
moonlight
MR.
BADGER
.
The
Mole
fell
backwards
on
the
snow
from
sheer
surprise
and
delight
.
"
Rat
!
"
he
cried
in
penitence
,
"
you
're
a
wonder
!
A
real
wonder
,
that
's
what
you
are
I
see
it
all
now
!
You
argued
it
out
,
step
by
step
,
in
that
wise
head
of
yours
,
from
the
very
moment
that
I
fell
and
cut
my
shin
,
and
you
looked
at
the
cut
,
and
at
once
your
majestic
mind
said
to
itself
,
'
Door-scraper
!
'
And
then
you
turned
to
and
found
the
very
door-scraper
that
done
it
!
Did
you
stop
there
?
No
.
Some
people
would
have
been
quite
satisfied
;
but
not
you
.
Your
intellect
went
on
working
.
'
Let
me
only
just
find
a
door-mat
,
'
says
you
to
yourself
,
'
and
my
theory
is
proved
!
'
And
of
course
you
found
your
door-mat
.
You
're
so
clever
,
I
believe
you
could
find
anything
you
liked
.
'
Now
,
'
says
you
,
'
that
door
exists
,
as
plain
as
if
I
saw
it
.
There
's
nothing
else
remains
to
be
done
but
to
find
it
!
'
Well
,
I
've
read
about
that
sort
of
thing
in
books
,
but
I
've
never
come
across
it
before
in
real
life
.
You
ought
to
go
where
you
'll
be
properly
appreciated
.
You
're
simply
wasted
here
,
among
us
fellows
.
If
I
only
had
your
head
,
Ratty
--
"
"
But
as
you
have
n't
,
"
interrupted
the
Rat
,
rather
unkindly
,
"
I
suppose
you
're
going
to
sit
on
the
snow
all
night
and
talk
?
Get
up
at
once
and
hang
on
to
that
bell-pull
you
see
there
,
and
ring
hard
,
as
hard
as
you
can
,
while
I
hammer
!
"
While
the
Rat
attacked
the
door
with
his
stick
,
the
Mole
sprang
up
at
the
bell-pull
,
clutched
it
and
swung
there
,
both
feet
well
off
the
ground
,
and
from
quite
a
long
way
off
they
could
faintly
hear
a
deep-toned
bell
respond
.
THEY
waited
patiently
for
what
seemed
a
very
long
time
,
stamping
in
the
snow
to
keep
their
feet
warm
.
At
last
they
heard
the
sound
of
slow
shuffling
footsteps
approaching
the
door
from
the
inside
.
It
seemed
,
as
the
Mole
remarked
to
the
Rat
,
like
some
one
walking
in
carpet
slippers
that
were
too
large
for
him
and
down
at
heel
;
which
was
intelligent
of
Mole
,
because
that
was
exactly
what
it
was
.
There
was
the
noise
of
a
bolt
shot
back
,
and
the
door
opened
a
few
inches
,
enough
to
show
a
long
snout
and
a
pair
of
sleepy
blinking
eyes
.
"
Now
,
the
very
next
time
this
happens
,
"
said
a
gruff
and
suspicious
voice
,
"
I
shall
be
exceedingly
angry
.
Who
is
it
this
time
,
disturbing
people
on
such
a
night
?
Speak
up
!
"
"
Oh
,
Badger
,
"
cried
the
Rat
,
"
let
us
in
,
please
.
It
's
me
,
Rat
,
and
my
friend
Mole
,
and
we
've
lost
our
way
in
the
snow
.
"
