He forgot to ask Buster Bear to excuse him . He forgot that he was tired and hot . He forgot all the pride with which he had been so puffed up . He forgot everything but the need of getting out of sight of Mr. Blacksnake as soon as ever he could . So away went Old Mr. Toad , hop , hop , hipperty-hop , hop , hop , hipperty-hop ! He heard Peter Rabbit and Jimmy Skunk and Johnny Chuck and others of his old friends and neighbors shouting with laughter . Yes , and he heard the deep , grumbly-rumbly laugh of Buster Bear . But he did n't mind it . Not then , anyway . He had n't room for any feeling except fear of Mr. Blacksnake . But Old Mr. Toad had to stop after a while . You see , his legs were so tired they just would n't go any longer . And he was so out of breath that he wheezed . He crawled under a big piece of bark , and there he lay flat on the ground and panted and panted for breath . He would stay there until jolly , round , bright Mr. Sun went to bed behind the Purple Hills . Then Mr. Blacksnake would go to bed too , and it would be safe for him to go home . Now , lying there in the dark , for it was dark under that big piece of bark , Old Mr. Toad had time to think . Little by little he began to understand that his invitation to dine with Buster Bear had been part of a plan by his old friends and neighbors whom he had so snubbed and looked down on when he had been puffed up with pride , to teach him a lesson . At first he was angry , very angry indeed . Then he began to see how foolish and silly he had been , and shame took the place of anger .
As he remembered the deep , grumbly-rumbly laughter XXXXX Buster Bear , the feeling of shame grew .
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