First, you are sorry for what you've done, and you see the folly of it
all?'
There was a long, long pause. Toad looked desperately this way and
that, while the other animals waited in grave silence. At last he
spoke.
'No!' he said, a little sullenly, but stoutly; 'I'm NOT sorry. And it
wasn't folly at all! It was simply glorious!'
'What?' cried the Badger, greatly scandalised. 'You backsliding
animal, didn't you tell me just now, in there----'
'Oh, yes, yes, in THERE,' said Toad impatiently. 'I'd have said
anything in THERE. You're so eloquent, dear Badger, and so moving,
and so convincing, and put all your points so frightfully well--you
can do what you like with me in THERE, and you know it. But I've been
searching my mind since, and going over things in it, and I find that
I'm not a bit sorry or repentant really, so it's no earthly good
saying I am; now, is it?'
'Then you don't promise,' said the Badger, 'never to touch a motor-car
again?'
'Certainly not!' replied Toad emphatically. 'On the contrary, I
faithfully promise that the very first motor-car I see, poop-poop! off
I go in it!'
'Told you so, didn't I?' observed the Rat to the Mole.
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