"I've heard enough!" shouted Toad.
He grabbed Rat's walking stick.
"I'm going to Toad Hall right now!" he said.
"It's no good, Toad," said Rat.
"The Wild-Wooders won't leave!
Come sit down."
But Toad was already out the door.
Toad hurried down the path.
"I'll get them out!" he shouted.
"They have no right!"
Toad stopped at the gate of Toad Hall.
A ferret popped up from behind the gate.
He pointed a long gun at Toad.
"Who are you?" asked the ferret coldly.
"Who am I?" yelled Toad.
"I am Toad!
Toad Hall is my house!"
The ferret said nothing.
He aimed his gun.
"You can't point that at me!" shouted Toad.
Bang! The ferret fired.
The bullet whizzed by Toad's ear.
"Hey!" cried Toad.
"You almost hit me!"
The ferret aimed the gun again.
Toad threw himself on the ground.
Bang! The bullet flew over his head.
"I'm leaving!" yelled Toad.
Toad stood up and ran down the road.
"Look at the fat toad run!" shouted the ferret.
Toad turned around.
All the ferrets were laughing loudly.