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the wind in the willows(柳间风)-第7章

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who; without having been consulted; and to his own extreme annoyance; 

had been told off by Toad for the dustiest job in this dusty expedition。 He 

frankly preferred the paddock; and took a deal of catching。 Meantime Toad 

packed the lockers still tighter with necessaries; and hung nosebags; nets 

of onions; bundles of hay; and baskets from the bottom of the cart。 At last 

the horse was caught and harnessed; and they set off; all talking at once; 

each animal either trudging by the side of the cart or sitting on the shaft; as 

the humour took him。 It was a golden afternoon。 The smell of the dust they 

kicked up was rich and satisfying; out of thick orchards on either side the 

road; birds called and whistled to them cheerily; good…natured wayfarers; 

passing them; gave them ‘Good…day;' or stopped to say nice things about 

their    beautiful    cart;  and    rabbits;   sitting   at  their   front   doors    in  the 

hedgerows; held up their fore…paws; and said; ‘O my! O my! O my!' 

     Late in the evening; tired and happy and miles from home; they drew 

up   on   a   remote   common   far   from   habitations;   turned   the   horse   loose   to 

graze; and ate their simple supper sitting on the grass by the side of the 

cart。 Toad   talked big   about   all   he   was   going   to   do   in   the days   to   come; 

while   stars   grew   fuller   and   larger   all   around   them;   and   a   yellow   moon; 

appearing suddenly and silently from nowhere in particular; came to keep 

them company and listen to their talk。 At last they turned in to their little 

bunks in the cart; and Toad; kicking out his legs; sleepily said; ‘Well; good 

night; you fellows! This is the real life for a gentleman! Talk about your 

old river!' 

     ‘I DON'T talk about my river;' replied the patient Rat。 ‘You KNOW I 

don't; Toad。 But I THINK about it;' he added pathetically; in a lower tone: 

‘I think about itall the time!' 

     The Mole reached out from under his blanket; felt for the Rat's paw in 

the darkness; and gave it a squeeze。 ‘I'll do whatever you like; Ratty;' he 

whispered。   ‘Shall   we   run   away   to…morrow   morning;   quite   earlyVERY 

earlyand go back to our dear old hole on the river?' 

     ‘No; no; we'll see it out;' whispered back the Rat。 ‘Thanks awfully; but 



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I ought to stick by Toad till this trip is ended。 It wouldn't be safe for him to 

be left to himself。 It won't take very long。 His fads never do。 Good night!' 

     The end was indeed nearer than even the Rat suspected。 

     After   so   much   open   air   and   excitement   the Toad   slept   very  soundly; 

and no amount of shaking could rouse him out of bed next morning。 So 

the Mole and Rat turned to; quietly and manfully; and while the Rat saw to 

the horse; and lit a fire; and cleaned last night's cups and platters; and got 

things ready for breakfast;  the Mole trudged off  to the nearest village;  a 

long way off; for milk and eggs and various necessaries the Toad had; of 

course; forgotten to provide。 The hard work had all been done; and the two 

animals were resting; thoroughly exhausted; by the time Toad appeared on 

the scene; fresh and gay; remarking what a pleasant easy life it was they 

were     all  leading    now;    after   the  cares    and   worries    and    fatigues   of 

housekeeping at home。 

     They   had   a   pleasant   ramble   that   day   over   grassy   downs   and   along 

narrow by…lanes; and camped as before; on a common; only this time the 

two    guests   took    care  that  Toad    should    do  his   fair  share   of  work。   In 

consequence; when the time came for starting next morning; Toad was by 

no   means     so   rapturous   about    the   simplicity   of  the   primitive   life;  and 

indeed attempted to resume his place in his bunk; whence he was hauled 

by force。 Their way lay; as before; across country by narrow lanes; and it 

was not till the afternoon that they came out on the high…road; their first 

high… road; and there disaster; fleet and unforeseen; sprang out on them 

disaster momentous indeed to their expedition; but simply overwhelming 

in its effect on the after…career of Toad。 

     They were strolling along the high…road easily; the Mole by the horse's 

head;   talking   to   him;   since   the   horse   had   complained   that   he   was   being 

frightfully left out of it; and nobody considered him in the least; the Toad 

and the Water Rat walking behind the cart talking togetherat least Toad 

was talking; and Rat was saying at intervals; ‘Yes; precisely; and what did 

YOU say to HIM?'and thinking all the time of something very different; 

when far behind them they heard a faint warning hum; like the drone of a 

distant   bee。   Glancing   back;   they  saw   a   small   cloud   of   dust;   with   a   dark 

centre of energy; advancing on them at incredible speed; while from out 



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the dust a faint ‘Poop…poop!' wailed like an uneasy animal in pain。 Hardly 

regarding it; they turned to resume their conversation; when in an instant 

(as it seemed) the peaceful scene was changed; and with a blast of wind 

and a whirl of sound that made them jump for the nearest ditch; It was on 

them! The ‘Poop…poop' rang with a brazen shout in their ears; they had a 

moment's glimpse of an interior of glittering plate…glass and rich morocco; 

and    the   magnificent      motor…car;     immense;      breath…snatching;       passionate; 

with its pilot tense and hugging his wheel; possessed all earth and air for 

the  fraction   of   a  second;   flung   an   enveloping   cloud   of   dust   that   blinded 

and   enwrapped   them   utterly;   and   then   dwindled   to   a   speck   in   the   far 

distance; changed back into a droning bee once more。 

     The     old  grey    horse;   dreaming;      as  he   plodded     along;    of  his   quiet 

paddock; in a new raw situation such as this simply abandoned himself to 

his   natural   emotions。   Rearing;   plunging;   backing   steadily;   in   spite   of   all 

the Mole's efforts at his head; and all the Mole's lively language directed at 

his better feelings; he drove the cart backwards towards the deep ditch at 

the side of the road。 It wavered an instantthen there was a heartrending 

crashand   the   canary…coloured   cart;   their   pride   and   their   joy;   lay   on   its 

side in the ditch; an irredeemable wreck。 

     The   Rat   danced   up   and   down   in   the   road;   simply   transported   with 

passion。   ‘You   villains!'   he   shouted;   shaking   both   fists;   ‘You   scoundrels; 

you highwaymen; youyouroadhogs!I'll have the law of you! I'll report 

you!   I'll   take   you   through   all   the   Courts!'   His   home…sic
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