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"

"

Let

me

try

and

give

you

them

,

"

said

the

Rat

softly

,

his

eyes

still

closed

.

"

Now

it

is

turning

into

words

again

--

faint

but

clear

--

Lest

the

awe

should

dwell

--

And

turn

your

frolic

to

fret

--

You

shall

look

on

my

power

at

the

helping

hour

--

But

then

you

shall

forget

!

Now

the

reeds

take

it

up

--

forget

,

forget

,

they

sigh

,

and

it

dies

away

in

a

rustle

and

a

whisper

.

Then

the

voice

returns

--

"

Lest

limbs

be

reddened

and

rent

--

I

spring

the

trap

that

is

set

--

As

I

loose

the

snare

you

may

glimpse

me

there

--

For

surely

you

shall

forget

!

Row

nearer

,

Mole

,

nearer

to

the

reeds

!

It

is

hard

to

catch

,

and

grows

each

minute

fainter

.

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"

Helper

and

healer

,

I

cheer

--

Small

waifs

in

the

woodland

wet

--

Strays

I

find

in

it

,

wounds

I

bind

in

it

--

Bidding

them

all

forget

!

Nearer

,

Mole

,

nearer

!

No

,

it

is

no

good

;

the

song

has

died

away

into

reed-talk

.

"

"

But

what

do

the

words

mean

?

"

asked

the

wondering

Mole

.

"

That

I

do

not

know

,

"

said

the

Rat

simply

.

"

I

passed

them

on

to

you

as

they

reached

me

.

Ah

!

now

they

return

again

,

and

this

time

full

and

clear

!

This

time

,

at

last

,

it

is

the

real

,

the

unmistakable

thing

,

simple

--

passionate

--

perfect

--

"

"

Well

,

let

's

have

it

,

then

,

"

said

the

Mole

,

after

he

had

waited

patiently

for

a

few

minutes

,

half-dozing

in

the

hot

sun

.

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But

no

answer

came

.

He

looked

,

and

understood

the

silence

With

a

smile

of

much

happiness

on

his

face

,

and

something

of

a

listening

look

still

lingering

there

,

the

weary

Rat

was

fast

asleep

.

WHEN

Toad

found

himself

immured

in

a

dank

and

noisome

dungeon

,

and

knew

that

all

the

grim

darkness

of

a

medieval

fortress

lay

between

him

and

the

outer

world

of

sunshine

and

well-metalled

high

roads

where

he

had

lately

been

so

happy

,

disporting

himself

as

if

he

had

bought

up

every

road

in

England

,

he

flung

himself

at

full

length

on

the

floor

,

and

shed

bitter

tears

,

and

abandoned

himself

to

dark

despair

.

"

This

is

the

end

of

everything

"

(

he

said

)

,

"

at

least

it

is

the

end

of

the

career

of

Toad

,

which

is

the

same

thing

;

the

popular

and

handsome

Toad

,

the

rich

and

hospitable

Toad

,

the

Toad

so

free

and

careless

and

debonair

!

How

can

I

hope

to

be

ever

set

at

large

again

"

(

he

said

)

,

"

who

have

been

imprisoned

so

justly

for

stealing

so

handsome

a

motor-car

in

such

an

audacious

manner

,

and

for

such

lurid

and

imaginative

cheek

,

bestowed

upon

such

a

number

of

fat

,

red-faced

policemen

!

"

(

Here

his

sobs

choked

him

.

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