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           "Yougooffatonce,youandyourlantern,andyougetme—"

           Heremuchmutteredconversationensued,andtheMoleonlyheardbitsofit,suchas—"Fresh,mind!—no,apoundofthatwilldo—seeyougetBuggins’s,forIwon’thaveanyother—no,onlythebest—ifyoucan’tgetitthere,trysomewhereelse—yes,ofcourse,home-made,notinnedstuff—wellthen,dothebestyoucan!"Finally,therewasachinkofcoinpassingfrompawtopaw,thefield-mousewasprovidedwithanamplebasketforhispurchases,andoffhehurried,heandhislantern.

           Therestofthefield-mice,perchedinarowonthesettle,theirsmalllegsswinging,gavethemselvesuptoenjoymentofthefire,andtoastedtheirchilblainstilltheytingled;whiletheMole,failingtodrawthemintoeasyconversation,plungedintofamilyhistoryandmadeeachofthemrecitethenamesofhisnumerousbrothers,whoweretooyoung,itappeared,tobeallowedtogoouta-carollingthisyear,butlookedforwardveryshortlytowinningtheparentalconsent.

           TheRat,meanwhile,wasbusyexaminingthelabelononeofthebeer-bottles."IperceivethistobeOldBurton,"heremarkedapprovingly."SensibleMole!Theverything!Nowweshallbeabletomullsomeale!Getthethingsready,Mole,whileIdrawthecorks.