'You told me the Wild Wood was all right, you know.' 'O, I know, I know, so it is,' replied the Rat evasively. It's quite out of the question, because he lives in the very middle of the Wild Wood.' 'Well, supposing he does,' said the Mole. I've never even ventured to call on him at his own home myself, though I know him so well. 'He's so very shy, he'd be sure to be offended. 'O, I'm sure he wouldn't like that at ALL,' said the Rat, quite alarmed. 'Badger hates Society, and invitations, and dinner, and all that sort of thing.' 'Well, then, supposing we go and call on HIM?' suggested the Mole. 'He wouldn't come,' replied the Rat simply. The best of fellows! But you must not only take him AS you find him, but WHEN you find him.' 'Couldn't you ask him here dinner or something?' said the Mole. 'Badger'll turn up some day or other-he's always turning up-and then I'll introduce you. But whenever the Mole mentioned his wish to the Water Rat he always found himself put off. He seemed, by all accounts, to be such an important personage and, though rarely visible, to make his unseen influence felt by everybody about the place. The Mole had long wanted to make the acquaintance of the Badger.
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