Kenneth Grahame: The Wind in the Willows

6. MR. TOAD (continued)

`How are you to-day, old chap?' inquired the Rat cheerfully, as he approached Toad's bedside.

He had to wait some minutes for an answer. At last a feeble voice replied, `Thank you so much, dear Ratty! So good of you to inquire! But first tell me how you are yourself, and the excellent Mole?'

`O, WE'RE all right,' replied the Rat. `Mole,' he added incautiously, `is going out for a run round with Badger. They'll be out till luncheon time, so you and I will spend a pleasant morning together, and I'll do my best to amuse you. Now jump up, there's a good fellow, and don't lie moping there on a fine morning like this!'

`Dear, kind Rat,' murmured Toad, `how little you realise my condition, and how very far I am from "jumping up" now--if ever! But do not trouble about me. I hate being a burden to my friends, and I do not expect to be one much longer. Indeed, I almost hope not.'

`Well, I hope not, too,' said the Rat heartily. `You've been a fine bother to us all this time, and I'm glad to hear it's going to stop. And in weather like this, and the boating season just beginning! It's too bad of you, Toad! It isn't the trouble we mind, but you're making us miss such an awful lot.'

`I'm afraid it IS the trouble you mind, though,' replied the Toad languidly. `I can quite understand it. It's natural enough. You're tired of bothering about me. I mustn't ask you to do anything further. I'm a nuisance, I know.'

`You are, indeed,' said the Rat. `But I tell you, I'd take any trouble on earth for you, if only you'd be a sensible animal.'

`If I thought that, Ratty,' murmured Toad, more feebly than ever, `then I would beg you--for the last time, probably--to step round to the village as quickly as possible--even now it may be too late--and fetch the doctor. But don't you bother. It's only a trouble, and perhaps we may as well let things take their course.'