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About
two
fields
off
,
a
chauffeur
in
his
leather
gaiters
and
two
large
rural
policemen
were
visible
,
running
towards
him
as
hard
as
they
could
go
!
Poor
Toad
sprang
to
his
feet
and
pelted
away
again
,
his
heart
in
his
mouth
.
"
O
,
my
!
"
he
gasped
,
as
he
panted
along
,
"
what
an
ass
I
am
!
What
a
conceited
and
heedless
ass
!
Swaggering
again
!
Shouting
and
singing
songs
again
!
Sitting
still
and
gassing
again
!
O
my
!
O
my
!
O
my
!
"
He
glanced
back
,
and
saw
to
his
dismay
that
they
were
gaining
on
him
.
On
he
ran
desperately
,
but
kept
looking
back
,
and
saw
that
they
still
gained
steadily
.
He
did
his
best
,
but
he
was
a
fat
animal
,
and
his
legs
were
short
,
and
still
they
gained
.
He
could
hear
them
close
behind
him
now
.
Ceasing
to
heed
where
he
was
going
,
he
struggled
on
blindly
and
wildly
,
looking
back
over
his
shoulder
at
the
now
triumphant
enemy
,
when
suddenly
the
earth
failed
under
his
feet
,
he
grasped
at
the
air
,
and
,
splash
!
he
found
himself
head
over
ears
in
deep
water
,
rapid
water
,
water
that
bore
him
along
with
a
force
he
could
not
contend
with
;
and
he
knew
that
in
his
blind
panic
he
had
run
straight
into
the
river
!
He
rose
to
the
surface
and
tried
to
grasp
the
reeds
and
the
rushes
that
grew
along
the
water
's
edge
close
under
the
bank
,
but
the
stream
was
so
strong
that
it
tore
them
out
of
his
hands
.
"
O
my
!
"
gasped
poor
Toad
,
"
if
ever
I
steal
a
motor-car
again
!
If
ever
I
sing
another
conceited
song
"
--
then
down
he
went
,
and
came
up
breathless
and
spluttering
Presently
he
saw
that
he
was
approaching
a
big
dark
hole
in
the
bank
,
just
above
his
head
,
and
as
the
stream
bore
him
past
he
reached
up
with
a
paw
and
caught
hold
of
the
edge
and
held
on
.
Then
slowly
and
with
difficulty
he
drew
himself
up
out
of
the
water
,
till
at
last
he
was
able
to
rest
his
elbows
on
the
edge
of
the
hole
.
There
he
remained
for
some
minutes
,
puffing
and
panting
,
for
he
was
quite
exhausted
.
As
he
sighed
and
blew
and
stared
before
him
into
the
dark
hole
,
some
bright
small
thing
shone
and
twinkled
in
its
depths
,
moving
towards
him
.
As
it
approached
,
a
face
grew
up
gradually
around
it
,
and
it
was
a
familiar
face
!
Brown
and
small
,
with
whiskers
.
Grave
and
round
,
with
neat
ears
and
silky
hair
.
It
was
the
Water
Rat
!
THE
Rat
put
out
a
neat
little
brown
paw
,
gripped
Toad
firmly
by
the
scruff
of
the
neck
,
and
gave
a
great
hoist
and
a
pull
;
and
the
water-logged
Toad
came
up
slowly
but
surely
over
the
edge
of
the
hole
,
till
at
last
he
stood
safe
and
sound
in
the
hall
,
streaked
with
mud
and
weed
,
to
be
sure
,
and
with
the
water
streaming
off
him
,
but
happy
and
high-spirited
as
of
old
,
now
that
he
found
himself
once
more
in
the
house
of
a
friend
,
and
dodgings
and
evasions
were
over
,
and
he
could
lay
aside
a
disguise
that
was
unworthy
of
his
position
and
wanted
such
a
lot
of
living
up
to
.
