But when he got there , Peter found no trace of Old Mr. Toad . You see , it had rained the day before , and that is just the kind of weather that a Toad likes best for traveling . Peter ought to have thought of that , but he did n't . He hunted for awhile and finally gave it up and started up the Crooked Little Path with the idea of running over for a call on Johnny Chuck in the Old Orchard . Jolly , round , bright Mr. Sun was shining his brightest , and Peter soon forgot all about Old Mr. Toad . He scampered along up the Crooked Little Path , thinking of nothing in particular but how good it was to be alive , and occasionally kicking up his heels for pure joy . He had just done this when his ears caught the sound of a queer noise a little to one side of the Crooked Little Path . Instantly Peter stopped and sat up to listen . There it was again , and it seemed to come from under an old piece of board . It was just a little , rustling sound , hardly to be heard . `` There 's some one under that old board , '' thought Peter , and peeped under . All he could see was that there was something moving . Instantly Peter was all curiosity . Whoever was there was not very big . He was sure of that . Of course that meant that he had nothing to fear . So what do you think Peter did ? Why , he just pulled that old board over . And when he did that , he saw , whom do you think ? Why , Old Mr. Toad , to be sure .
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