We shall creep out quietly into the butler's pantry--" cried the Mole.
"--with out pistols and swords and sticks--" shouted ther Rat.
"--and rush in upon them," said Badger.
"--and whack 'em, and whack 'em, and whack 'em!" cried the Toad in ecstasy, running round and round the room, and jumping over the chairs.

Author: Kenneth Grahame

We shall creep out quietly into the butler's pantry--" cried the Mole.<br />"--with out pistols and swords and sticks--" shouted ther Rat.<br />"--and rush in upon them," said Badger.<br />"--and whack 'em, and whack 'em, and whack 'em!" cried the Toad in ecstasy, running round and round the room, and jumping over the chairs. - Kenneth Grahame




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