TheWindintheWillowsbyKennethGraham柳林风声THERIVERBANK第一章:河岸TheMolehadbeenworkingveryhardallthemorning,spring-cleaninghislittlehome
Firstwithbrooms,thenwithclusters;thenonladdersandstepsandchairs,withabrushandapailofwhitewash;tillhehaddustinhisthroatandeyes,andsplashesofwhitewashalloverhisblackfur,andanachingbackandwearyarms
Springwasmovingintheairaboveandintheearthbelowandaroundhim,penetratingevenhisdarkandIowly1ittlehousewithitsspiritofdivinediscontentandlonging
Itwassmallwonder,then,thathesuddenlyflungdownhisbrushonthefloor,said'Bother
'and'Oblow
'andalso4Hangspring-cleaning
*andboltedoutofthehousewithoutevenwaitingtoputonhiscoat
Somethingupabovewascallinghimimperiously,andhemadeforthesteeplittletunnelwhichansweredinhiscasetothegravelledcarriage-driveownedbyanimalswhoser