Afraid in the Wood

The Wind in the Willows 15 Afraid in the Wood

The trees in the Wild Wood looked twisted. Mole followed a trail between the trees. The branches were leafless. Logs tripped him. Twigs cracked under his feet.

“ It’s very gloomy and dark, ” said Mole. From holes in trees, evil faces peeked out. Everywhere he looked, they stared! ” I must get off this path, ” said Mole.

Mole stepped off the trail, deep into the woods. He heard a faint whistling. ” I should turn around, ” he said. “ There’s something up ahead. ”

Then the whistling was behind him. ” I don’t think I’ll turn around now, ” he said. Mole stood there, cold and afraid. ” I’m so alone, ” cried Mole.

Something made a pitter-patter sound. “ It sounds like falling leaves, ” Mole said. “ No, it sounds like little feet. Are they in front or behind?”