The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad Page #2

Only one thing to do.

Lock the poor chap up until the

poison worked out of his system.

Hold him, Moley!

- That's better.

- And you can't escape.

Simply no use trying.

Let me out! Open up, I say! Please!

Open the door!

Playing jailer to one's dearest

friend wasn't pleasant.

In fact, Moley immediately wanted to

call it quits, but Ratty said no.

This time they must be firm.

It wasn't just a matter of

saving Toad from himself.

There was MacBadger to consider, and

Toad Hall and all it stood for.

There was only one thing wrong

with Ratty's cure for motor mania.

It didn't work. You see,

Toad was far too clever.

And, at the moment, completely mad.

He was determined to get a motorcar,

even if he had to beg, borrow or...

Toad arrested! Extra!

His Majesty versus J

Thaddeus Toad, Toad Hall,

Riverbank, Doodle-Bunton-

Maxon-Morton, Surrey.

24th day of August, set forth

in the following brief.

Accused is J Thaddeus Toad,

of stealing a motorcar,

and with it, endangering sundry

subjects of His Majesty,

- their life and limbs.

- Counsel for the Crown,

proceed with the case.

My lord, I call, as

first Crown witnesses,

Mr Rat and Mr Mole!

Is it true that you had the

accused locked in his own house

because he had threatened

to get a motorcar?

Did you, or did you not,

have him locked up?

- We did.

- Thank you! That is all!

- Next witness.

- Mr Angus MacBadger!

As trustee of the Toad estate,

you knew of the prisoner's

mania for motorcars?

And due to his extravagance,

you cut off his allowance?

Then he was, to the best of

your knowledge, without funds?

That is all! Thank you!

Gentlemen of the jury,

the Crown rests.

Counsel for the defence

will present his case.

My lord, with the

court's indulgence,

I rise prepared to

plead my own defence.

Stop it.

Gentlemen of the jury...

I call, as my first

witness, Cyril Proudbottom.

Are you acquainted with the

defendant, J Thaddeus Toad?

Lord love a duck, yes! He's one of

the jolliest chaps I've run across.

And simply tons of money.

Good fellow? Throws it away.

But he wasn't throwing

it away that day!

You heard Mr MacBadger testify

that his allowance was cut off.

Then how did he get a motorcar?

The only way a gentleman

gets anything.

- The honest way.

- And what is the honest way?

I thought you wouldn't know!

Your Lordship, I...

The witness may testify

in his own words.

Righto, guv'nor.

I'll just give you the facts.

When Toady escaped from his boudoir

he headed straight for my place.

Soon we was off down the highway,

but we hadn't gone far, I confess,

when, with a rush and a roar...

something passed

like the London Express.

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