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"Youknowitisn’ttimetobethinkingofwinterquartersyet,byalongway!"
"Oyes,weknowthat,"explainedafield-mouserathershamefacedly;"butit’salwaysaswelltobeingoodtime,isn’tit?Wereallymustgetallthefurnitureandbaggageandstoresmovedoutofthisbeforethosehorridmachinesbeginclickingroundthefields;andthen,youknow,thebestflatsgetpickedupsoquicklynowadays,andifyou’relateyouhavetoputupwithanything;andtheywantsuchalotofdoingup,too,beforethey’refittomoveinto.Ofcourse,we’reearly,weknowthat;butwe’reonlyjustmakingastart."
"O,botherstarts,"saidtheRat."It’sasplendidday.Comeforarow,orastrollalongthehedges,orapicnicinthewoods,orsomething."
"Well,Ithinknotto-day,thankyou,"repliedthefield-mousehurriedly."Perhapssomeotherday—whenwe’vemoretime—"
TheRat,withasnortofcontempt,swungroundtogo,trippedoverahat-box,andfell,withundignifiedremarks.
"Ifpeoplewouldbemorecareful,"saidafield-mouseratherstiffly,"andlookwherethey’regoing,peoplewouldn’thurtthemselves—andforgetthemselves.Mindthathold-all,Rat!You’dbettersitdownsomewhere.Inanhourortwowemaybemorefreetoattendtoyou.