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They were to show at what points The Rat if he had been a Samavian general would have attacked the capital. As Marco pointed them out, he explained The Rat's reasons for his planning. Loristan held the paper for some minutes. He fixed his eyes on it curiously, and his black brows drew themselves together. "This is very wonderful!" he said at last. "He is quite right.
The old bitch Rat has always killed them in the same way by eating off their heads. I must not forget to tell you of the young Rat's dread of the ferrets. This is a proof that the smell of the ferrets has a tendency to bolt Rats, either young or old. Old Rats are very bold whilst suckling their young. I have seen them very venturesome to get to water, and more eager for water than for food.
That was part of the game too because it was always "the game," they called it. Another part was The Rat's training of his memory, and bringing home his proofs of advance at night when he returned from his walk and could describe, or recite, or roughly sketch all he had seen in his passage from one place to another. Marco's part was to recall and sketch faces.
A reluctant suspicion betrayed itself in The Rat's eyes. "Do you mean you prayed?" he inquired, with a slight touch of disfavor. Marco's eyes remained fixed upon him in vague thoughtfulness for a moment or so of pause. "I don't know," he said at last. "Perhaps it's the same thing when you need something so much that you cry out loud for it. But it's not words, it's a strong thing without a name.
Again, it seems plain that a South African warrior who twists tufts of rat's hair among his own curly black locks will have just as many chances of avoiding the enemy's spear as the nimble rat has of avoiding things thrown at it; hence in these regions rats' hair is in great demand when war is expected.
"I will make bold to come with you," said he; "a pent rat's a dangerous animal." I thanked him, and acquiesced; but there was no need for the precaution. When we opened the door, we found the conscience or terror-struck wretch upon his knees, and in the most abject terms he implored for mercy.
The Mole was greatly cheered by the sound of the Rat's careless laughter, as well as by the sight of his stick and his gleaming pistols, and he stopped shivering and began to feel bolder and more himself again. 'Now then, said the Rat presently, 'we really must pull ourselves together and make a start for home while there's still a little light left.
So the Pine Rat vindicates his claim to a common humanity with all the rest of us men and women; for have not we all our secret and most approved method of springing the arch, of palming off our three short pecks for a full and bounteous imperial bushel? Ah, yes! brothers and sisters, whisper it, if you will, below your breath, but we all can do the Pine Rat's trick!
You either keep in the light where you can see, or you stand in the dark and fight everything that comes near you, because you can't see and you think it's an enemy. No, you wouldn't have been jealous if you'd been I and I'd been you." "And you're not?" The Rat's sharp voice was almost hollow. "You'll swear you're not?" "I'm not," said Marco.
Then he took off the skin, and, stealing some fire from a tent, which his sharp eyes had perceived hidden behind a rock, he set about roasting the bear bit by bit. He thought the meat was the best he ever had tasted, and when dinner was done he made up his mind to try that same trick again, if ever he was hungry. And very likely he did! The Husband of the Rat's Daughter
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