the wind in the willows(柳间风)-第3节
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peace； and then stumble upon you fellows！At leastI beg pardonI don't
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exactly mean that； you know。'
There was a rustle behind them； proceeding from a hedge wherein last
year's leaves still clung thick； and a stripy head； with high shoulders
behind it； peered forth on them。
‘Come on； old Badger！' shouted the Rat。
The Badger trotted forward a pace or two； then grunted； ‘H'm！
Company；' and turned his back and disappeared from view。
‘That's JUST the sort of fellow he is！' observed the disappointed Rat。
‘Simply hates Society！ Now we shan't see any more of him to…day。 Well；
tell us； WHO'S out on the river？'
‘Toad's out； for one；' replied the Otter。 ‘In his brand…new wager…boat；
new togs； new everything！'
The two animals looked at each other and laughed。
‘Once； it was nothing but sailing；' said the Rat； ‘Then he tired of that
and took to punting。 Nothing would please him but to punt all day and
every day； and a nice mess he made of it。 Last year it was house…boating；
and we all had to go and stay with him in his house…boat； and pretend we
liked it。 He was going to spend the rest of his life in a house…boat。 It's all
the same； whatever he takes up； he gets tired of it； and starts on something
fresh。'
‘Such a good fellow； too；' remarked the Otter reflectively： ‘But no
stabilityespecially in a boat！'
From where they sat they could get a glimpse of the main stream
across the island that separated them； and just then a wager…boat flashed
into view； the rowera short； stout figuresplashing badly and rolling a
good deal； but working his hardest。 The Rat stood up and hailed him； but
Toadfor it was heshook his head and settled sternly to his work。
‘He'll be out of the boat in a minute if he rolls like that；' said the Rat；
sitting down again。
‘Of course he will；' chuckled the Otter。 ‘Did I ever tell you that good
story about Toad and the lock…keeper？ It happened this way。 Toad。 。 。 。'
An errant May…fly swerved unsteadily athwart the current in the
intoxicated fashion affected by young bloods of May…flies seeing life。 A
swirl of water and a ‘cloop！' and the May…fly was visible no more。
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Neither was the Otter。
The Mole looked down。 The voice was still in his ears； but the turf
whereon he had sprawled was clearly vacant。 Not an Otter to be seen； as
far as the distant horizon。
But again there was a streak of bubbles on the surface of the river。
The Rat hummed a tune； and the Mole recollected that animal…
etiquette forbade any sort of comment on the sudden disappearance of
one's friends at any moment； for any reason or no reason whatever。
‘Well； well；' said the Rat； ‘I suppose we ought to be moving。 I wonder
which of us had better pack the luncheon…basket？' He did not speak as if
he was frightfully eager for the treat。
‘O； please let me；' said the Mole。 So； of course； the Rat let him。
Packing the basket was not quite such pleasant work as unpacking' the
basket。 It never is。 But the Mole was bent on enjoying everything； and
although just when he had got the basket packed and strapped up tightly
he saw a plate staring up at him from the grass； and when the job had been
done again the Rat pointed out a fork which anybody ought to have seen；
and last of all； behold！ the mustard pot； which he had been sitting on
without knowing itstill； somehow； the thing got finished at last； without
much loss of temper。
The afternoon sun was getting low as the Rat sculled gently
homewards in a dreamy mood； murmuring poetry…things over to himself；
and not paying much attention to Mole。 But the Mole was very full of
lunch； and self…satisfaction； and pride； and already quite at home in a boat
（so he thought） and was getting a bit restless besides： and presently he said；
‘Ratty！ Please； _I_ want to row； now！'
The Rat shook his head with a smile。 ‘Not yet； my young friend；' he
said'wait till you've had a few lessons。 It's not so easy as it looks。'
The Mole was quiet for a minute or two。 But he began to feel more
and more jealous of Rat； sculling so strongly and so easily along； and his
pride began to whisper that he could do it every bit as well。 He jumped up
and seized the sculls； so suddenly； that the Rat； who was gazing out over
the water and saying more poetry…things to himself； was taken by surprise
and fell backwards off his seat with his legs in the air for the second time；
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while the triumphant Mole took his place and grabbed the sculls with
entire confidence。
‘Stop it； you SILLY ass！' cried the Rat； from the bottom of the boat。
‘You can't do it！ You'll have us over！'
The Mole flung his sculls back with a flourish； and made a great dig at
the water。 He missed the surface altogether； his legs flew up above his
head； and he found himself lying on the top of the prostrate Rat。 Greatly
alarmed； he made a grab at the side of the boat； and the next moment
Sploosh！
Over went the boat； and he found himself struggling in the river。
O my； how cold the water was； and O； how VERY wet it felt。 How it
sang in his ears as he went down； down； down！ How bright and welcome
the sun looked as he rose to the surface coughing and spluttering！ How
black was his despair when he felt himself sinking again！ Then a firm paw
gripped him by the back of his neck。 It was the Rat； and he was evidently
laughingthe Mole could FEEL him laughing； right down his arm and
through his paw； and so into histhe Mole'sneck。
The Rat got hold of a scull and shoved it under the Mole's arm； then he
did the same by the other side of him and； swimming behind； propelled the
helpless animal to shore； hauled him out； and set him down on the bank； a
squashy； pulpy lump of misery。
When the Rat had rubbed him down a bit； and wrung some of the wet
out of him； he said； ‘Now； then； old fellow！ Trot up and down the towing…
path as hard as you can； till you're warm and dry again； while I dive for
the luncheon…basket。'
So the dismal Mole； wet without and ashamed within； trotted about till
he was fairly dry； while the Rat plunged into the water again； recovered
the boat； righted her and made her fast； fetched his floating property to
shore by degrees； and finally dived successfully for the luncheon…basket
and struggled to land with it。
When all was ready for a start once more； the Mole； limp and dejected；
took his seat in the stern of the boat； and as they set off； he said in a low
voice； broken with emotion； ‘Ratty； my generous friend！ I am very sorry
indeed for my foolish and ungrateful conduct。 My heart quite fails me
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when I think how I might have lost that beautiful luncheon…basket。 Indeed；
I have been a complete ass； and I know it。 Will you overlook it this once
and forgive me； and let things go on as before？'
‘That's all right； bless you！' responded the Rat cheerily。 ‘What's a little
wet to a Water Rat？ I'm more in the water than out of it most days。 Don't
you think any more about it； and； look here！ I really think you had better
come and stop with me for a little time。 It's very plain and rough； you
knownot like Toad's house at allbut you haven't seen that yet； still； I
can make you comfortable。 And I'll teach you to row； and to swim； and
you'll soon be as handy on the water as any of us。'
The Mole was so touched by his kind manner of speaking that he
could find no voice to answer him； and he had to brush away a tear or two
with the back of his paw。 But the Rat kindly looked in another direction；
and presently the Mole's spirits revived again； and he was even able to
give some straight back…talk to a couple of moorhens who were sniggering
to each other about his bedraggled appearance。
