The Open Road (12) [The Open Road]
The Open Road (12)
The Rat came to help him, but their united efforts were not sufficient to right the cart.
" Hi ! Toad ! " they cried.
" Come and bear a hand, can't you ! "
The Toad never answered a word, or budged from his seat in the road.
So they went to see what was the matter with him.
They found him in a sort of a trance, a happy smile on his face, his eyes still fixed on the dusty wake of their destroyer.
At intervals he was still heard to murmur " Poop-poop "
The Rat shook him by the shoulder.
" Are you coming to help us, Toad ? " he demanded sternly.
" Glorious, stirring sight ! " murmured Toad, never offering to move.
" The poetry of motion ! The REAL way to travel ! The ONLY way to travel !
Here todayーin next week tomorrow !
Villages skipped, towns and cities jumped. Always somebody else's horizon !
O bliss ! O poop-poop ! O my ! O my ! "
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