By William Horwood
The Willows at Christmas is the crowning fulfillment of William Horwood's captivating sequels to Kenneth Grahame's The Wind within the Willows. the hot tale is decided simply after the unique, yet prior to Horwood's severely acclaimed The Willows in Winter. it's going to provide excitement to the numerous readers world wide who've reveled in each one new paintings. Merry Christmas!
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Then a look of happy contentment came to him, and slowly to the others as well, as they began to enjoy that special peace and companionship that comes with the resolution of misunderstanding between good friends. 44 IV A Tale of Bleak Midwinter “It is a pity,” observed the Mole a little later, now calmed and comforted by food and drink, “that Toad is not here. ” “It is a pity,” murmured the Badger, puffing at his pipe, “but I am afraid that his family duties for the festive season have now begun and so we shall see nothing of him till after Twelfth Night.
I tell you —” cried the Otter. ” The Otter soon found himself sitting by the fire, a glass of mulled wine in his hand, as he tried to explain poor Mole’s startling disappearance. Poor Mole indeed — not for him the comfort of a warming winter drink and the pleasures of conversation and companions. Instead, that unfortunate animal had suffered a good deal of hurt and indignity since he had been so unceremoniously abducted. Now he found himself in mortal danger. When he had come round he found himself inside a rough hessian sack of some kind.
There, in the chill, damp darkness, the increasingly nervous Mole was left to lie low in the reeds while the Otter went on ahead to investigate. Feeling alone and vulnerable, he was beginning to shiver with cold when he heard the unmistakable sound of the enemy approaching from the Wild Wood. By the sound of things, they were dragging something heavy along with them. ” he whispered hoarsely in the direction of the River Bank. “Otter! They are coming! ” He did not dare move for he had no doubt their numbers were great, and he knew the sleek weasels and lithe stoats were fleeter of foot than he.