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Such a tremendous noise was going on in the banqueting-hall that there was little danger of their being overheard. Voice Reading
The Badger said, 'Now, boys, all together!' and the four of them put their shoulders to the trap-door and heaved it back. Voice Reading
Hoisting each other up, they found themselves standing in the pantry, with only a door between them and the banqueting-hall, where their unconscious enemies were carousing. Voice Reading
The noise, as they emerged from the passage, was simply deafening. Voice Reading
At last, as the cheering and hammering slowly subsided, a voice could be made out saying, 'Well, I do not propose to detain you much longer'-(great applause)-'but before I resume my seat'-(renewed cheering)-'I should like to say one word about our kind host, Mr. Toad. Voice Reading
We all know Toad!'-(great laughter)-'GOOD Toad, MODEST Toad, HONEST Toad!' (shrieks of merriment). Voice Reading
'Only just let me get at him!' muttered Toad, grinding his teeth. Voice Reading
'Hold hard a minute!' said the Badger, restraining him with difficulty. Voice Reading
'Get ready, all of you!' Voice Reading
-Let me sing you a little song,' went on the voice, 'which I have composed on the subject of Toad'-(prolonged applause). Voice Reading
Then the Chief Weasel-for it was he-began in a high, squeaky voice- Voice Reading

'Toad he went a-pleasuring Voice Reading
Gaily down the street-' Voice Reading

The Badger drew himself up, took a firm grip of his stick with both paws, glanced round at his comrades, and cried- Voice Reading
The hour is come! Follow me!' Voice Reading
And flung the door open wide. Voice Reading
My! What a squealing and a squeaking and a screeching filled the air! Voice Reading
Well might the terrified weasels dive under the tables and spring madly up at the windows! Well might the ferrets rush wildly for the fireplace and get hopelessly jammed in the chimney! Well might tables and chairs be upset, and glass and china be sent crashing on the floor, in the panic of that terrible moment when the four Heroes strode wrathfully into the room! The mighty Badger, his whiskers bristling, his great cudgel whistling through the air; Mole, black and grim, brandishing his stick and shouting his awful war-cry, 'A Mole! A Mole!' Rat; desperate and determined, his belt bulging with weapons of every age and every variety; Toad, frenzied with excitement and injured pride, swollen to twice his ordinary size, leaping into the air and emitting Toad-whoops that chilled them to the marrow! 'Toad he went a-pleasuring!' he yelled. Voice Reading
'I'LL pleasure 'em!' and he went straight for the Chief Weasel. Voice Reading
They were but four in all, but to the panic-stricken weasels the hall seemed full of monstrous animals, grey, black, brown and yellow, whooping and flourishing enormous cudgels; and they broke and fled with squeals of terror and dismay, this way and that, through the windows, up the chimney, anywhere to get out of reach of those terrible sticks. Voice Reading
The affair was soon over. Voice Reading
Up and down, the whole length of the hall, strode the four Friends, whacking with their sticks at every head that showed itself; and in five minutes the room was cleared. Voice Reading
Through the broken windows the shrieks of terrified weasels escaping across the lawn were borne faintly to their ears; on the floor lay prostrate some dozen or so of the enemy, on whom the Mole was busily engaged in fitting handcuffs. Voice Reading

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