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As the speed increased, and the Toad could see on either side of him real fields, and trees, and hedges, and cows, and horses, all flying past him, and as he thought how every minute was bringing him nearer to Toad Hall, and sympathetic friends, and money to chink in his pocket, and a soft bed to sleep in, and good things to eat, and praise and admiration at the recital of his adventures and his surpassing cleverness, he began to skip up and down and shout and sing snatches of song, to the great astonishment of the engine-driver, who had come across washerwomen before, at long intervals, but never one at all like this. Voice Reading
They had covered many and many a mile, and Toad was already considering what he would have for supper as soon as he got home, when he noticed that the engine-driver, with a puzzled expression on his face, was leaning over the side of the engine and listening hard. Voice Reading
Then he saw him climb on to the coals and gaze out over the top of the train; then he returned and said to Toad: 'It's very strange; we're the last train running in this direction to-night, yet I could be sworn that I heard another following us!' Voice Reading
Toad ceased his frivolous antics at once. Voice Reading
He became grave and depressed, and a dull pain in the lower part of his spine, communicating itself to his legs, made him want to sit down and try desperately not to think of all the possibilities. Voice Reading
By this time the moon was shining brightly, and the engine-driver, steadying himself on the coal, could command a view of the line behind them for a long distance. Voice Reading
Presently he called out, 'I can see it clearly now! It is an engine, on our rails, coming along at a great pace! It looks as if we were being pursued!' Voice Reading
The miserable Toad, crouching in the coal-dust, tried hard to think of something to do, with dismal want of success. Voice Reading
'They are gaining on us fast!' cried the engine-driver. Voice Reading
And the engine is crowded with the queerest lot of people! Men like ancient warders, waving halberds; policemen in their helmets, waving truncheons; and shabbily dressed men in pot-hats, obvious and unmistakable plain-clothes detectives even at this distance, waving revolvers and walking-sticks; all waving, and all shouting the same thing-"Stop, stop, stop!"' Voice Reading
Then Toad fell on his knees among the coals and, raising his clasped paws in supplication, cried, 'Save me, only save me, dear kind Mr. Engine-driver, and I will confess everything! I am not the simple washerwoman I seem to be! I have no children waiting for me, innocent or otherwise! I am a toad-the well-known and popular Mr. Toad, a landed proprietor; I have just escaped, by my great daring and cleverness, from a loathsome dungeon into which my enemies had flung me; and if those fellows on that engine recapture me, it will be chains and bread-and-water and straw and misery once more for poor, unhappy, innocent Toad!' Voice Reading
The engine-driver looked down upon him very sternly, and said, 'Now tell the truth; what were you put in prison for?' Voice Reading
'It was nothing very much,' said poor Toad, colouring deeply. Voice Reading
'I only borrowed a motorcar while the owners were at lunch; they had no need of it at the time. Voice Reading
I didn't mean to steal it, really; but people-especially magistrates-take such harsh views of thoughtless and high-spirited actions.' Voice Reading
The engine-driver looked very grave and said, 'I fear that you have been indeed a wicked toad, and by rights I ought to give you up to offended justice. Voice Reading
But you are evidently in sore trouble and distress, so I will not desert you. Voice Reading
I don't hold with motor-cars, for one thing; and I don't hold with being ordered about by policemen when I'm on my own engine, for another. Voice Reading
And the sight of an animal in tears always makes me feel queer and softhearted. Voice Reading
So cheer up, Toad! I'll do my best, and we may beat them yet!' Voice Reading
They piled on more coals, shovelling furiously; the furnace roared, the sparks flew, the engine leapt and swung but still their pursuers slowly gained. Voice Reading
The engine-driver, with a sigh, wiped his brow with a handful of cotton-waste, and said, 'I'm afraid it's no good, Toad. Voice Reading
You see, they are running light, and they have the better engine. Voice Reading
There's just one thing left for us to do, and it's your only chance, so attend very carefully to what I tell you. Voice Reading
A short way ahead of us is a long tunnel, and on the other side of that the line passes through a thick wood. Voice Reading

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