Watership Down Page #4

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to any that you choose.

Where are all the others?

Please, eat all you like.

We'll leave you to your...

Where are they all?

Where? Try asking Cowslip

"where" anything.

They seem sad.

Like trees in November.

Well, I still think we've made

a big change for the better.

Do you think the man puts the food

out there because of a kind heart?

It's not poison.

There's something unnatural

and evil and twisted about this place.

It feels like mist.

Like being deceived, and losing our way.

Some of us are gathering

and suggesting stories.

- We're hoping you'll tell one.

- Hazel can tell you about our adventures.

How we had the good luck to join you.

Surely, there's no harm in that.

Dandelion, why don't you tell us

the story of El-ahrairah?

El-ahrairah and his trickery don't really

mean very much to us, charming as it is.

Rabbits will always need tricks.

No, we need dignity,

and above all, the will to accept our fate.

As one of our poets is fond of saying,

if I may quote...

- Yes, of course.

- Please, do.

"Where are you going, stream?

"Far, far away

"Take me with you, stream

"Take me on your dark journey

"Lord Frith, take me far away

To the hearts of light

"The silence, I give you my breath

- "My life, the silence"

- I've had enough!

- Where are you going?

- Away, to the hills.

By yourself, alone? You'll die.

- You're closer to death than I.

- Determined to ruin it for us, aren't you?

No!

Me, me, me. All the time.

"But, I'm in a mist."

- Bigwig!

- "Everything's bad!"

- No!

- "I've a funny feeling in my toe."

- No, no!

- I'm finished with you.

What's more,

I'm going to make sure everyone else is.

Bigwig, listen. You're in a snare. A snare.

Now, what did they tell you in Owsla?

Think.

No good biting wire.

Run to the warren and get the others.

Blackberry, Silver and Cowslip.

Be quick. He'll die.

Blackberry! Dandelion! Come quickly!

Come on. Hurry up. It's Bigwig.

He's still breathing. What can we do?

- We've got to loosen the wire somehow.

- Yes, but how?

- Is Cowslip coming? Maybe he knows.

- He wouldn't come.

- He told me to stop talking about it.

- He told you what?

This is it. The wire's on a peg.

We've got to dig it out.

The peg's narrower down there. It tapers.

I can't get my teeth into it.

Pipkin, you go in.

The splinters prick you.

It's hard to breathe.

The peg's nearly through.

Fiver, you go in.

I can't hear him breathing.

It's broken in two. It's free.

Bigwig, the peg's out. You're free.

I think he's gone.

We've got you out, Bigwig.

You're free.

- Bigwig, please don't die.

- It's no use.

We got you out.

What shall we do without him?

"My heart has joined the thousand

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