he asked one day , as Old Mr. Toad looked up at him from the Smiling Pool . `` What was the use of wasting my breath ? '' demanded Old Mr. Toad . `` You would n't have believed me if I had . You did n't believe me when I did tell you . '' Peter knew that this was true , and he could n't find any answer ready . At last he ventured another question . `` Why have n't I ever heard you sing before ? '' `` You have , '' replied Old Mr. Toad tartly . `` I sang right in this very place last spring , and the spring before , and the spring before that . You 've sat on that very bank lots of times while I was singing . The trouble with you , Peter , is that you do n't use your eyes or your ears . '' Peter looked more foolish than ever . But he ventured another question . It would n't be Peter to let a chance for questions go by . `` Have I ever heard you singing up on the meadows or in the Old Orchard ? '' `` No , '' replied Old Mr. Toad , `` I only sing in the springtime . That 's the time for singing . I just have to sing then . In the summer it is too hot , and in the winter I sleep .
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