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Kenneth Grahame: The Wind in the Willows10. THE FURTHER ADVENTURES OF TOAD (continued)He sank down in a shabby, miserable heap in the road, murmuring to himself in his despair, `It's all up! It's all over now! Chains and policemen again! Prison again! Dry bread and water again! O, what a fool I have been! What did I want to go strutting about the country for, singing conceited songs, and hailing people in broad day on the high road, instead of hiding till nightfall and slipping home quietly by back ways! O hapless Toad! O ill-fated animal!' The terrible motor-car drew slowly nearer and nearer, till at last he heard it stop just short of him. Two gentlemen got out and walked round the trembling heap of crumpled misery lying in the road, and one of them said, `O dear! this is very sad! Here is a poor old thing--a washerwoman apparently--who has fainted in the road! Perhaps she is overcome by the heat, poor creature; or possibly she has not had any food to-day. Let us lift her into the car and take her to the nearest village, where doubtless she has friends.' They tenderly lifted Toad into the motor-car and propped him up with soft cushions, and proceeded on their way. When Toad heard them talk in so kind and sympathetic a way, and knew that he was not recognised, his courage began to revive, and he cautiously opened first one eye and then the other. `Look!' said one of the gentlemen, `she is better already. The fresh air is doing her good. How do you feel now, ma'am?' `Thank you kindly, Sir,' said Toad in a feeble voice, `I'm feeling a great deal better!' `That's right,' said the gentleman. `Now keep quite still, and, above all, don't try to talk.' `I won't,' said Toad. `I was only thinking, if I might sit on the front seat there, beside the driver, where I could get the fresh air full in my face, I should soon be all right again.' `What a very sensible woman!' said the gentleman. `Of course you shall.' So they carefully helped Toad into the front seat beside the driver, and on they went again. This is page 128 of 163. [Marked] This title is on Your Bookshelf. Buy a copy of The Wind in the Willows at Amazon.com
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