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           ThentheChiefWeasel—foritwashe—beganinahigh,squeakyvoice—

           "Toadhewenta-pleasuring

           Gailydownthestreet—"

           TheBadgerdrewhimselfup,tookafirmgripofhisstickwithbothpaws,glancedroundathiscomrades,andcried—

           "Thehouriscome!Followme!"

           Andflungthedooropenwide.

           My!

           Whatasquealingandasqueakingandascreechingfilledtheair!

           Wellmighttheterrifiedweaselsdiveunderthetablesandspringmadlyupatthewindows!Wellmighttheferretsrushwildlyforthefireplaceandgethopelesslyjammedinthechimney!Wellmighttablesandchairsbeupset,andglassandchinabesentcrashingonthefloor,inthepanicofthatterriblemomentwhenthefourHeroesstrodewrathfullyintotheroom!ThemightyBadger,hiswhiskersbristling,hisgreatcudgelwhistlingthroughtheair;Mole,blackandgrim,brandishinghisstickandshoutinghisawfulwar-cry,"AMole!AMole!"Rat,desperateanddetermined,hisbeltbulgingwithweaponsofeveryageandeveryvariety;Toad,frenziedwithexcitementandinjuredpride,swollentotwicehisordinarysize,leapingintotheairandemittingToad-whoopsthatchilledthemtothemarrow!"Toadhewenta-pleasuring!"heyelled."I’llpleasure’em!"andhewentstraightfortheChiefWeasel.