Showing posts with label solitary life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label solitary life. Show all posts

14.1.09

A solitary nature



'It's all right,' the Rat would say. 'Badger'll turn up some day or other - he's always turning up - and then I'll introduce you...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.

'He wouldn't come,' replied the Rat simply. '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.

'O, I'm sure he wouldn't like that at ALL,' said the Rat, quite alarmed. 'He's so very shy, he'd be sure to be offended. I've never even ventured to call on him at his own home myself, though I know him so well.

('The Wind in the Willows' by Kenneth Graham)