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Chapter
11 Part IV
The Open Road,
Where was Toad? He was sitting in the middle of the
dusty road and staring in the direction of the disappearing
motor car. He went into a sort of a trance. His face looked
calm and he murmured, “toot-toot!”
Rat shook him by the shoulder, but Toad did not budge.
“What a beautiful sight!” Toad murmured. “That is
the REAL way to travel! The ONLY way to travel! O my!
O my! I must get one!”
Mole tapped the Rat on the shoulder, but Toad went on.
“To think I never KNEW!” he said. “All those wasted
years that lie behind me. I never knew. I never even
dreamed of it! But NOW—now that I know—oh, what
fun awaits me! What dust clouds shall form behind me as
I speed on my way! What wagons I shall fling carelessly
into the ditch! Those awful little wagons, common
wagons, yellow-colored wagons!”
“What should we do with him?” asked Mole
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