Toad woke up under a pile of leaves.
The sun shone in his eyes.
His toes were cold.
He sat up and yawned.
"Where am I?"
Toad brushed the leaves from his dress.
Suddenly he remembered his escape.
"I'm free!" he cried.
"I'm free! I'm free!"
Toad jumped up and down with joy.
"I need to find out where I am," said Toad.
Toad walked to a meadow nearby.
Beyond the meadow was a canal.
Beside the canal was a small path.
"Aha," said Toad, "here comes a horse."
A horse was walking on the path.
With a long rope, it pulled a boat on the canal.
"And here comes a boat," said Toad.
Before long, the boat was next to Toad.
A possum in a red bonnet steered the boat.
"Good morning, madam," yelled the possum.
"Good morning to you!" shouted Toad.
Toad walked beside the boat on the path.
"Where are you going?" the possum asked.
"I left my children to help a sick aunt," lied Toad.
"I lost all my money, and I can't get home."
"Where do you live?" the possum asked.
"Near a fine house called Toad Hall," said Toad.
"Toad Hall? I'm going that way too!" she said.
"Hop in! I'll take you there!"
Toad stepped onto the boat.
He felt very pleased with himself.
"Toad is lucky again!" he thought.
"I always win in the end!"