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The
barge-woman
was
still
laughing
when
he
drew
up
level
with
her
.
"
Put
yourself
through
your
mangle
,
washerwoman
,
"
she
called
out
,
"
and
iron
your
face
and
crimp
it
,
and
you
'll
pass
for
quite
a
decent-looking
Toad
!
"
Toad
never
paused
to
reply
.
Solid
revenge
was
what
he
wanted
,
not
cheap
,
windy
,
verbal
triumphs
,
though
he
had
a
thing
or
two
in
his
mind
that
he
would
have
liked
to
say
.
He
saw
what
he
wanted
ahead
of
him
.
Running
swiftly
on
he
overtook
the
horse
,
unfastened
the
tow-rope
and
cast
off
,
jumped
lightly
on
the
horse
's
back
,
and
urged
it
to
a
gallop
by
kicking
it
vigorously
in
the
sides
.
He
steered
for
the
open
country
,
abandoning
the
tow-path
,
and
swinging
his
steed
down
a
rutty
lane
.
Once
he
looked
back
,
and
saw
that
the
barge
had
run
aground
on
the
other
side
of
the
canal
,
and
the
barge-woman
was
gesticulating
wildly
and
shouting
,
"
Stop
,
stop
,
stop
!
"
"
I
've
heard
that
song
before
,
"
said
Toad
,
laughing
,
as
he
continued
to
spur
his
steed
onward
in
its
wild
career
.
The
barge-horse
was
not
capable
of
any
very
sustained
effort
,
and
its
gallop
soon
subsided
into
a
trot
,
and
its
trot
into
an
easy
walk
;
but
Toad
was
quite
contented
with
this
,
knowing
that
he
,
at
any
rate
,
was
moving
,
and
the
barge
was
not
.
He
had
quite
recovered
his
temper
,
now
that
he
had
done
something
he
thought
really
clever
;
and
he
was
satisfied
to
jog
along
quietly
in
the
sun
,
steering
his
horse
along
by-ways
and
bridle-paths
,
and
trying
to
forget
how
very
long
it
was
since
he
had
had
a
square
meal
,
till
the
canal
had
been
left
very
far
behind
him
.
He
had
travelled
some
miles
,
his
horse
and
he
,
and
he
was
feeling
drowsy
in
the
hot
sunshine
,
when
the
horse
stopped
,
lowered
his
head
,
and
began
to
nibble
the
grass
;
and
Toad
,
waking
up
,
just
saved
himself
from
falling
off
by
an
effort
.
He
looked
about
him
and
found
he
was
on
a
wide
common
,
dotted
with
patches
of
gorse
and
bramble
as
far
as
he
could
see
.
Near
him
stood
a
dingy
gipsy
caravan
,
and
beside
it
a
man
was
sitting
on
a
bucket
turned
upside
down
,
very
busy
smoking
and
staring
into
the
wide
world
.
A
fire
of
sticks
was
burning
near
by
,
and
over
the
fire
hung
an
iron
pot
,
and
out
of
that
pot
came
forth
bubblings
and
gurglings
,
and
a
vague
suggestive
steaminess
.
Also
smells
--
warm
,
rich
,
and
varied
smells
--
that
twined
and
twisted
and
wreathed
themselves
at
last
into
one
complete
,
voluptuous
,
perfect
smell
that
seemed
like
the
very
soul
of
Nature
taking
form
and
appearing
to
her
children
,
a
true
Goddess
,
a
mother
of
solace
and
comfort
.
Toad
now
knew
well
that
he
had
not
been
really
hungry
before
.
What
he
had
felt
earlier
in
the
day
had
been
a
mere
trifling
qualm
.
This
was
the
real
thing
at
last
,
and
no
mistake
;
and
it
would
have
to
be
dealt
with
speedily
,
too
,
or
there
would
be
trouble
for
somebody
or
something
.
He
looked
the
gipsy
over
carefully
,
wondering
vaguely
whether
it
would
be
easier
to
fight
him
or
cajole
him
.
So
there
he
sat
,
and
sniffed
and
sniffed
,
and
looked
at
the
gipsy
;
and
the
gipsy
sat
and
smoked
,
and
looked
at
him
.
Presently
the
gipsy
took
his
pipe
out
of
his
mouth
and
remarked
in
a
careless
way
,
"
Want
to
sell
that
there
horse
of
yours
?
"
Toad
was
completely
taken
aback
.
He
did
not
know
that
gipsies
were
very
fond
of
horse-dealing
,
and
never
missed
an
opportunity
,
and
he
had
not
reflected
that
caravans
were
always
on
the
move
and
took
a
deal
of
drawing
.
It
had
not
occurred
to
him
to
turn
the
horse
into
cash
,
but
the
gipsy
's
suggestion
seemed
to
smooth
the
way
towards
the
two
things
he
wanted
so
badly
--
ready
money
,
and
a
solid
breakfast
.
"
What
?
"
he
said
,
"
me
sell
this
beautiful
young
horse
of
mine
?
O
,
no
;
it
's
out
of
the
question
.
Who
's
going
to
take
the
washing
home
to
my
customers
every
week
?
Besides
,
I
'm
too
fond
of
him
,
and
he
simply
dotes
on
me
.
"
