A minute before he had n't seen a single one , and now he could hardly move without stepping on one . It seemed , it really seemed , as if each raindrop turned into a tiny Toad the instant it struck the ground . Of course Peter knew that that could n't be , but it was very puzzling . And all those little Toads were bravely hopping along as if they were bound for some particular place . Peter watched them for a few minutes , then he once more started for the Smiling Pool . On the very bank whom should he meet but Old Mr. Toad . He looked rather thin , and his back was to the Smiling Pool . Yes , Sir , he was hopping away from the Smiling Pool where he had been all the spring , singing in the great chorus . Peter was almost as surprised to see him as he had been to see the little Toads , but just then he was most interested in those little Toads . `` Good morning , Old Mr. Toad , '' said Peter in his most polite manner . `` Can you tell me where all these little Toads came from ? '' -LSB- Illustration : `` Can you tell me where all these little Toads came from ? '' -RSB- `` Certainly , '' replied Old Mr. Toad . `` They came from the Smiling Pool , of course . Where did you suppose they came from ? '' `` I -- I did n't know . There was n't one to be seen , and then it began to rain , and right away they were everywhere . It -- it almost seemed as if they had rained down out of the sky . '' Old Mr. Toad chuckled . `` They 've got good sense , if I must say it about my own children , '' said he .
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