1 I never want to see the cart, or to hear of it, again.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER II. THE OPEN ROAD 2 There's real life for you, embodied in that little cart.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER II. THE OPEN ROAD 3 Then he went to look at the cart, on its side in the ditch.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER II. THE OPEN ROAD 4 The Rat came to help him, but their united efforts were not sufficient to right the cart.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER II. THE OPEN ROAD 5 They then left the horse at an inn stable, and gave what directions they could about the cart and its contents.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER II. THE OPEN ROAD 6 A careful inspection showed them that, even if they succeeded in righting it by themselves, the cart would travel no longer.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER II. THE OPEN ROAD 7 And then you'll have to go to a blacksmith's or a wheelwright's and arrange for the cart to be fetched and mended and put to rights.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER II. THE OPEN ROAD 8 Meantime Toad packed the lockers still tighter with necessaries, and hung nosebags, nets of onions, bundles of hay, and baskets from the bottom of the cart.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER II. THE OPEN ROAD 9 At last the horse was caught and harnessed, and they set off, all talking at once, each animal either trudging by the side of the cart or sitting on the shaft, as the humour took him.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER II. THE OPEN ROAD 10 Late in the evening, tired and happy and miles from home, they drew up on a remote common far from habitations, turned the horse loose to graze, and ate their simple supper sitting on the grass by the side of the cart.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER II. THE OPEN ROAD 11 Rearing, plunging, backing steadily, in spite of all the Mole's efforts at his head, and all the Mole's lively language directed at his better feelings, he drove the cart backwards towards the deep ditch at the side of the road.
The Wind in the Willows By Kenneth GrahameContextHighlight In CHAPTER II. THE OPEN ROAD