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The wind in the woods say the softly tune Follow my voice wherever it leads

From mountains through valleys to deep

All that sees,

The wind in the woods,

The water and the winds of the breeze

From far from being spring, true only the bravest flowers are pushing through

The selendine and the snow drop in the moist hedge bottoms near the woods

But somehow the air was different

No longer cramping cold, but carrying what was almost a taste of hope

While the willows by the river's edge were an are they aren't they green

With buds that showed a fatness full of promise

Down in the smagness of mole end, mole felt the stirring tool and found the heart for baking

But no sooner were the butter and the flour and eggs and sugar had taken out of storm

Than mole heard noises from above

Hello? Was that a car?

Toad? No, not Toad

There's no poop poop and there always is with Toad

Can it be?

Well, one way to find out, I'll go and see

Yes, what can I...

Oh, you! What a wonderful surprise!

Oh, cousin Mole, how kind you are, how good to see you two

Come in, come in!

I'm afraid the place is a mess as usual

I was just going to bake a batch of scones

The place my modest cousin is perfect

Well, can you stay?

I wouldn't want to be a nuisance, Mole

You're not a... I'm not the best of company just now

Oh, nonsense, Abraham

I'll make a cup of tea

And then we'll get your bags out of the car and sit and chat and...

Oh, it is good to see you

Oh, Mole

What did you mean? You're not the best of company

Oh, well, I'm not

I'm rather low

The fact is, cousin

I'm a failure

You? A failure?

It's my latest play

It was my latest play

It opened in the West End last week

The critics absolutely hated it

The audience's thought they wouldn't bother

And it's coming off at once

Oh, Oberon

Eight months' work down the drain

It'll come back, you see

Some other fear

No, Mole, it won't

I'm beginning to think the critics might be right

Lacks the vital spark

Renowned playwright fails

A tedious evening was had by all

Oh, I say

Just don't seem to have it in me

Oh, dear

And, until free there's efforts haven't helped

You're aren't Oberon

What you been doing?

Giving dinners, throwing parties

Trying to brighten my spirits

Take me out of myself

Oh, nearly driven me out of my mind

Oh, cousin

What you need is peace and quiet

And a scone in another cup of tea

Now let me see

A large country house in

Oh, no

What rubbish

Oh, come on, Oberon, come on

Oh, come on, Oberon

Oh, come on, Oberon

Oh, come on, Oberon

Oh, come on, Oberon, come on

Oh, come on

Oh, come on

When the credits open

Oh, come on, Oberon

Oh, come on

Oh, come on

Oh, come on

Oh, come on

Oh, concentrate man, concentrate

Now what comes next?

Cost, finished

I have been going to cost all day

Well, no wonder you slept late, Oberon

It must have been three o'clock in the morning when I found you here asleep

Oh, I must be a great nuisance to you

Nonsense

Besides, I'm glad that you felt like writing again

Oh, if only I had been, but nothing came

No ideas, no lines, nothing

You mustn't expect too much too soon

Just a little peace and quiet and

Oh, blow, who's that?

Just one of your friends I imagine, no

Oh, dear

Do you mind if I...? Of course not, Mole

Do go and let the poor chap in

Oh, well, come in

Oh, ratty

Hello, Mole, Mole chap, come in ratty, do

Thank you, Mole, my cousin Oberon's visiting at the moment

Yes, I know

Delighted to meet you again

Oh, ratty, a great pleasure

How do you mean you know ratty?

Well, Otto had seen the car outside Mole and Burrows

Oh, oh, well, very nice to see you ratty

Would you like a... I've been scribbling some of my little songs

Well, really only ditties, you know, and...

Well, I wondered if you'd be so kind as to look them over

and let me have the benefit of your literary experience

Well, the fact is that Oberon course I will

I say that's very kind of you

Oh dear, oh, I must have left them in my coat pocket

I'll get them

Oh, Oberon, you don't have to, you know

I'll explain to ratty that you need some peace and pride

No, no, Mole, any friend of yours is a friend of mine

and... here we are

You see, I've written this little poem

It's about the river, actually

Oh, yes, it's a favourite subject with me

and a look, perhaps we could sit down

Mmm...

Mmm...

Mmm...

Yeah, so he is visiting his cousin

Good, good, hahah...

Always nice to have a fellow spirit to share a good book with

Bigger with British or Americanites

Men all who since baptized or infidel

Jousted in Esperanto Montalban, Damasco, or Morocco, Trebizond

Or whom berserter sent from Africa shore

When Charlemagne with all his peerage fell by Fontarabia

Ha ha ha...

What a way with words, John Milton had

Mmm...

Oh, yes, yes indeed

Sets me in mind of Marlow with his mighty line

Erm...

You'll have a final cup of tea before you go, Badger

Yeah...

Erm... go... moo

Well, Oberon's been a little off-color lately

No, really, mola, I'm... and he needs a lot of rest

Oh... oh... I see, well... I'm sorry

No intention of forcing myself upon you

You haven't at all

Oh, Badger, it isn't that

Oh, no, no, no, I quite understand, quite understand

Don't want to be jawed at by an old Badger

Oh, Badger, do have a cup of...

Erm... no, thank you, Moll

I really mustn't stay, I... things to do, myself

So... well... I'll say goodbye then

Goodbye then, Badger

I've enjoyed that

I'll see myself out, Moll

I know the way

Good evening to you

Oh, dear

I'm afraid his feelings have been hurt

I only...

You only did it out of kindness, Moll, I know

And Badger's kind, too, he'll understand

In a day or two, it'll all be forgotten

I do hope so

And you do need peace and quiet?

Yes, I suppose I do

Neither of us are getting much of that, are we?

No...

No

No!

Oh, no!

What's that, old chap?

I think it's toad, toad

Oh, dear

Three days you've been here now, and every day someone has to...

Don't worry, Moll

I'm almost glad of it

There's not a single line I want to keep, not an idea

Oh, well, Bront

Hello!

Hello, Moll, can I come in?

Yes, you come!

Oh, you have

Hello, Moll!

Oh, Bront, my dear, fellow, I heard you were here

My dear toad, how'd you do?

I say that car of yours to do the jolly good waff

Really?

My Rolls Royce is absolutely giving

I must get my man to see to it

Oh, yes, I say

Oh, couldn't help noticing the reviews for your play?

Oh, yes

Toad, when you...

They really gave you a waff or a

Oh, toad

The vital spark

Oh, toad

A tedious evening

Bye, Joe, that must have set you back on your heels

Yes, toad

It has, rather

Toad, will you have a cup of tea?

I say Moll is no need to shout

Will you have a cup of tea in a butt of scone?

Oh, good idea, Moll, thank you

Oh, you haven't got any of that upside down kick you go in for, have you?

I'll see

T.O. Bron

Please

You know, I reckon I could write a jolly good play if I set my mind to it

Oh, really toad?

Oh, yeah, hmm

Well, I mean, it's only writing down what people say and...

Well, yes, I suppose so

Yes, I'd have chapped with my abilities

Or to be able to do that

Sorry?

I say you're right

Oh, yes, yes

Yes

In fact, you know, I thought, um, I say, will you be here tomorrow?

Well, yes, I think so

Good, yes, I had a thought, I might just knock off a little drama this afternoon

And then you can have a look at it tomorrow

Mmm, hmm, love to

Love to

Love to

Oh, good

I wonder what you'd be the best theatre for it

Of course, you would need to hold a lot of people

Of course

Oh, no, good job you've done that tea, your cousin here, you'd have an awful cough

Oh, oh dear, oh Bron, are you?

Mmm, hmm, oh, I see

Erm, look toad, do you have a homemade cherry scone?

Ah, thank you, no

Oh, yes, I was just telling your cousin about my plans

For becoming a famous playwright

Oh, toad

Oh, oh, well, good to hear that he's so much lifted in spirits

Yes, isn't it? I never realized poor Oberon was so low, stupid of me

Still, oh, I'm sorry, well, Duke on

What else does he have to say about his new play?

Oh, I know, where was I?

Rehearsals have gone exceedingly well

And Mr. Frederick Beachman's the central character of an absolute delight

I'm beginning to feel as if I could walk on air

Oh, here we are

Little did I know when I fled to you for comfort

Just how much inspiration I would find

Among the peaceful joys of the river bank

And from your own warmth and hospitality

Oh, yeah, yeah, I'm quite right, too

You know about that, now

Please remember me to Rat and Badger

Those honest, sturdy companions

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

And, of course, to toad

The cinequois non of all my new-found hopes

Um, cinequois non-badger

Yeah, latin, latin

Without which, nothing

The essential ingredient

Really, but why should toad be a cinequois?

What's it?

Hmm, no idea, Ratty

No idea

My apologies, mouldoo, calyon

But that's it, really

I'm always your grateful

And twice as cheerful cousin overall

But there's no doubt his stay with us

Has done him a world of good mould

Maybe it was your upside-down cake, aye?

Speaking of upside-down cake

Oh, mow!

Speaking of upside-down cake

Here's toad

I'll go and let him in

I think I left the catch on.

Oh, well, it's been a peaceful morning so far.

Yes, Badger, can't have everything we want, can we?

Hello, you chat.

Hello, Toad.

Hello, Toad.

I say, have you seen the times?

No, I don't think we have.

No.

No, well, of course, I do like to start the day early.

I read in the paper in bed.

Yes, no.

Oh, I say Badger.

What is it, Toad?

Well, it's my old friend Oberon.

You mean, Mow's cousin Oberon?

Well, yes.

He's all right, isn't he?

Absolutely. It's his new play.

Oh, dear.

It's the absolute triumph.

Triumph.

Yes, listen to this.

If Mr. Oberon Mow's last play represented a trough in his writing career,

this new comedy, Oh Jeremy, must be the peak.

Oh, what a wonderful...

Do listen.

Sorry.

This account of a bunches provincial playwright,

receives the accolade from the opening night audience

and demands it from your humble critic.

Oh, overall.

And above all, the richness of the central character deserves our admiration.

Jeremy Scribbles is a conceit country squire.

I say, Badger, who does that remind you of?

Country squire, who's still attending nature,

makes him now chemist, now racing driver, now photographer, now flyer.

And in the final attack of conceit, a playwright.

Oh!

Oh, no!

It's too big, isn't it?

It's too big, isn't it? And it is the consummately crafted,

believableness of this unbelievable character from which the play takes its inspiration.

That makes one wonder if he could have been drawn from life.

I wonder.

That'd be that hardly likely.

Oh, Jeremy brings to the West End a combination of hilarity,

and sensicity purefossing, yet affection,

that will not, I think, be matched for many a year.

Oh, that's wonderful.

It certainly is.

Yes.

I mean, a conceited country squire.

It's safe.

It's now a photographer, now I fly.

Oh, Jeremy.

Oh, no!

Oh, yes!

Oh, no!

Oh, no!