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"
O
,
Ratty
!
"
he
cried
.
"
I
've
been
through
such
times
since
I
saw
you
last
,
you
ca
n't
think
!
Such
trials
,
such
sufferings
,
and
all
so
nobly
borne
!
Then
such
escapes
,
such
disguises
,
such
subterfuges
,
and
all
so
cleverly
planned
and
carried
out
!
Been
in
prison
--
got
out
of
it
,
of
course
!
Been
thrown
into
a
canal
--
swam
ashore
!
Stole
a
horse
--
sold
him
for
a
large
sum
of
money
!
Humbugged
everybody
--
made
'em
all
do
exactly
what
I
wanted
!
Oh
,
I
am
a
smart
Toad
,
and
no
mistake
!
What
do
you
think
my
last
exploit
was
?
Just
hold
on
till
I
tell
you
--
"
"
Toad
,
"
said
the
Water
Rat
,
gravely
and
firmly
,
"
you
go
off
upstairs
at
once
,
and
take
off
that
old
cotton
rag
that
looks
as
if
it
might
formerly
have
belonged
to
some
washerwoman
,
and
clean
yourself
thoroughly
,
and
put
on
some
of
my
clothes
,
and
try
and
come
down
looking
like
a
gentleman
if
you
can
;
for
a
more
shabby
,
bedraggled
,
disreputable-looking
object
than
you
are
I
never
set
eyes
on
in
my
whole
life
!
Now
,
stop
swaggering
and
arguing
,
and
be
off
!
I
'll
have
something
to
say
to
you
later
!
"
Toad
was
at
first
inclined
to
stop
and
do
some
talking
back
at
him
.
He
had
had
enough
of
being
ordered
about
when
he
was
in
prison
,
and
here
was
the
thing
being
begun
all
over
again
,
apparently
;
and
by
a
Rat
,
too
!
However
,
he
caught
sight
of
himself
in
the
looking-glass
over
the
hat-stand
,
with
the
rusty
black
bonnet
perched
rakishly
over
one
eye
,
and
he
changed
his
mind
and
went
very
quickly
and
humbly
upstairs
to
the
Rat
's
dressing-room
.
There
he
had
a
thorough
wash
and
brush-up
,
changed
his
clothes
,
and
stood
for
a
long
time
before
the
glass
,
contemplating
himself
with
pride
and
pleasure
,
and
thinking
what
utter
idiots
all
the
people
must
have
been
to
have
ever
mistaken
him
for
one
moment
for
a
washerwoman
.
By
the
time
he
came
down
again
luncheon
was
on
the
table
,
and
very
glad
Toad
was
to
see
it
,
for
he
had
been
through
some
trying
experiences
and
had
taken
much
hard
exercise
since
the
excellent
breakfast
provided
for
him
by
the
gipsy
.
While
they
ate
Toad
told
the
Rat
all
his
adventures
,
dwelling
chiefly
on
his
own
cleverness
,
and
presence
of
mind
in
emergencies
,
and
cunning
in
tight
places
;
and
rather
making
out
that
he
had
been
having
a
gay
and
highly-coloured
experience
.
But
the
more
he
talked
and
boasted
,
the
more
grave
and
silent
the
Rat
became
.
When
at
last
Toad
had
talked
himself
to
a
standstill
,
there
was
silence
for
a
while
;
and
then
the
Rat
said
,
"
Now
,
Toady
,
I
do
n't
want
to
give
you
pain
,
after
all
you
've
been
through
already
;
but
,
seriously
,
do
n't
you
see
what
an
awful
ass
you
've
been
making
of
yourself
?
On
your
own
admission
you
have
been
hand-cuffed
,
imprisoned
,
starved
,
chased
,
terrified
out
of
your
life
,
insulted
,
jeered
at
,
and
ignominiously
flung
into
the
water
--
by
a
woman
,
too
!
Where
's
the
amusement
in
that
?
Where
does
the
fun
come
in
?
And
all
because
you
must
needs
go
and
steal
a
motor-car
.
You
know
that
you
've
never
had
anything
but
trouble
from
motor-cars
from
the
moment
you
first
set
eyes
on
one
.
But
if
you
will
be
mixed
up
with
them
--
as
you
generally
are
,
five
minutes
after
you
've
started
--
why
steal
them
?
Be
a
cripple
,
if
you
think
it
's
exciting
;
be
a
bankrupt
,
for
a
change
,
if
you
've
set
your
mind
on
it
:
but
why
choose
to
be
a
convict
?
When
are
you
going
to
be
sensible
and
think
of
your
friends
,
and
try
and
be
a
credit
to
them
?
Do
you
suppose
it
's
any
pleasure
to
me
,
for
instance
,
to
hear
animals
saying
,
as
I
go
about
,
that
I
'm
the
chap
that
keeps
company
with
gaol-birds
?
"
Now
,
it
was
a
very
comforting
point
in
Toad
's
character
that
he
was
a
thoroughly
good-hearted
animal
,
and
never
minded
being
jawed
by
those
who
were
his
real
friends
.
And
even
when
most
set
upon
a
thing
,
he
was
always
able
to
see
the
other
side
of
the
question
.
So
although
,
while
the
Rat
was
talking
so
seriously
,
he
kept
saying
to
himself
mutinously
,
"
But
it
was
fun
,
though
!
Awful
fun
!
"
and
making
strange
suppressed
noises
inside
him
,
k-i-ck-ck-ck
,
and
poop-p-p
,
and
other
sounds
resembling
stifled
snorts
,
or
the
opening
of
soda-water
bottles
,
yet
when
the
Rat
had
quite
finished
,
he
heaved
a
deep
sigh
and
said
,
very
nicely
and
humbly
,
"
Quite
right
,
Ratty
!
How
sound
you
always
are
!
Yes
,
I
've
been
a
conceited
old
ass
,
I
can
quite
see
that
;
but
now
I
'm
going
to
be
a
good
Toad
,
and
not
do
it
any
more
.
As
for
motor-cars
,
I
've
not
been
at
all
so
keen
about
them
since
my
last
ducking
in
that
river
of
yours
.
The
fact
is
,
while
I
was
hanging
on
to
the
edge
of
your
hole
and
getting
my
breath
,
I
had
a
sudden
idea
--
a
really
brilliant
idea
--
connected
with
motor-boats
--
there
,
there
!
do
n't
take
on
so
,
old
chap
,
and
stamp
,
and
upset
things
;
it
was
only
an
idea
,
and
we
wo
n't
talk
any
more
about
it
now
.
We
'll
have
our
coffee
,
and
a
smoke
,
and
a
quiet
chat
,
and
then
I
'm
going
to
stroll
quietly
down
to
Toad
Hall
,
and
get
into
clothes
of
my
own
,
and
set
things
going
again
on
the
old
lines
.
I
've
had
enough
of
adventures
.
I
shall
lead
a
quiet
,
steady
,
respectable
life
,
pottering
about
my
property
,
and
improving
it
,
and
doing
a
little
landscape
gardening
at
times
.
There
will
always
be
a
bit
of
dinner
for
my
friends
when
they
come
to
see
me
;
and
I
shall
keep
a
pony-chaise
to
jog
about
the
country
in
,
just
as
I
used
to
in
the
good
old
days
,
before
I
got
restless
,
and
wanted
to
do
things
.
"
