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Take Toad.

I say nothing against Toad Hall; quite the best house in these parts, AS a house.

But supposing a fire breaks out-where's Toad? Supposing tiles are blown off, or walls sink or crack, or windows get broken-where's Toad? Supposing the rooms are draughty-I HATE a draught myself-where's Toad? No, up and out of doors is good enough to roam about and get one's living in; but underground to come back to at last-that's my idea of HOME.'

The Mole assented heartily; and the Badger in consequence got very friendly with him.

'When lunch is over,' he said, 'I'll take you all round this little place of mine.

I can see you'll appreciate it.

You understand what domestic architecture ought to be, you do.'

After luncheon, accordingly, when the other two had settled themselves into the chimney-corner and had started a heated argument on the subject of EELS, the Badger lighted a lantern and bade the Mole follow him.

Crossing the hall, they passed down one of the principal tunnels, and the wavering light of the lantern gave glimpses on either side of rooms both large and small, some mere cupboards, others nearly as broad and imposing as Toad's dining-hall.

A narrow passage at right angles led them into another corridor, and here the same thing was repeated.

The Mole was staggered at the size, the extent, the ramifications of it all; at the length of the dim passages, the solid vaultings of the crammed store-chambers, the masonry everywhere, the pillars, the arches, the pavements.

'How on earth, Badger,' he said at last, 'did you ever find time and strength to do all this? It's astonishing!'

'It WOULD be astonishing indeed,' said the Badger simply, 'if I HAD done it.

But as a matter of fact I did none of it-only cleaned out the passages and chambers, as far as I had need of them.

There's lots more of it, all round about.

I see you don't understand, and I must explain it to you.

Well, very long ago, on the spot where the Wild Wood waves now, before ever it had planted itself and grown up to what it now is, there was a city-a city of people, you know.

Here, where we are standing, they lived, and walked, and talked, and slept, and carried on their business.

Here they stabled their horses and feasted, from here they rode out to fight or drove out to trade.

They were a powerful people, and rich, and great builders.

They built to last, for they thought their city would last for ever.'

'But what has become of them all?' asked the Mole.

'Who can tell?' said the Badger.

People come-they stay for a while, they flourish, they build-and they go.

It is their way.

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