'You're new to it, and of course you don't know.
The bank is so crowded nowadays that many people are moving away altogether: O no, it isn't what it used to be, at all.
Otters, kingfishers, dabchicks, moorhens, all of them about all day long and always wanting you to DO something-as if a fellow had no business of his own to attend to!'
'What lies over THERE' asked the Mole, waving a paw towards a background of woodland that darkly framed the water-meadows on one side of the river.
'That? O, that's just the Wild Wood,' said the Rat shortly.
'We don't go there very much, we river-bankers.'
Aren't they-aren't they very NICE people in there?' said the Mole, a trifle nervously.
'W-e-ll,' replied the Rat, 'let me see.
The squirrels are all right.
AND the rabbits-some of 'em, but rabbits are a mixed lot.