But if Old Mr. Toad had nothing to hide under , of course he must have hopped away , reasoned Peter . He could n't hop far in five minutes , that was sure , and so Peter ran this way and that way a great deal farther than it would have been possible for Old Mr. Toad to have gone . But it was a wholly useless search , and presently Peter returned and sat down on the very spot where he had last seen Old Mr. Toad . Peter never had felt more foolish in all his life . He began to think that Old Mr. Toad must be bewitched and had some strange power of making himself invisible . For a long time Peter sat perfectly still , trying to puzzle out how Old Mr. Toad had disappeared , but the more he puzzled over it , the more impossible it seemed . And yet Old Mr. Toad had disappeared . Suddenly Peter gave a frightened scream and jumped higher than he ever had jumped before in all his life . A voice , the voice of Old Mr. Toad himself , had said , `` Well , now are you satisfied ? '' And that voice had come from right under Peter ! Do you wonder that he was frightened ? When he turned to look , there sat Old Mr. Toad right where he himself had been sitting a moment before . Peter rubbed his eyes and stared very foolishly . `` Wh-wh-where did you come from ? '' he stammered at last . Old Mr. Toad grinned . `` I 'll show you , '' said he . And right while Peter was looking at him , he began to sink down into the ground until only the top of his head could be seen . Then that disappeared . Old Mr. Toad had gone down , and the sand had fallen right back over him .
Peter just had XXXXX rub his eyes again .
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