"I'm dying," cried Toad from his room.
"Get me a doctor, please!"
Rat stood outside the door.
"Look, Toad," said Rat, "it can't be that bad."
"Ohhhh," moaned Toad.
"Tomorrow you will say . . ."
"What? What?" asked Rat.
"You will say," Toad said sadly,
"‘If only I had done something!'"
Rat wasn't sure what to do.
"I'm not supposed to leave Toad," thought Rat.
"Ohh," moaned Toad.
"But what if he's really sick?" Rat asked himself.
"I'm dying, Rat," said Toad.
"Say good-bye to everyone for me."
"I'd better get a doctor," thought Rat.
"Just to be safe."
"I'll be right back, Toad," said Rat. "Hang on!"
Rat ran downstairs and out the door.
Toad got up at once and put on his best suit.
He opened a drawer to get some money.
"Just a little cash," said Toad to himself.
He stuffed his pockets with bills.
"Let me see," said Toad.
"Ah, the way out!"
Toad knotted his sheets to make a rope.
He lowered himself out the window.
Toad sang a tune as he walked away.
I fooled Rat,
How wonderful is that?
I fooled Rat,
And that is that!