The Toad, having finished his breakfast, picked up a stout stick and swung it vigorously, belabouring imaginary animals. 'I'll learn ’em to steal my house!' he cried. 'I'll learn ’em, I'll learn ’em!'
'Don't say "learn ’em," Toad,' said the Rat, greatly shocked. 'It's not good English.'
'What are you always nagging at Toad for?' inquired the Badger, rather peevishly. 'What's the matter with his English? It's the same what I use myself, and if it's good enough for me, it ought to be good enough for you!'
'I'm very sorry,' said the Rat humbly. 'Only I think it ought to be "teach ’em," not "learn ’em."'
'But we don't want to teach 'em,' replied the Badger. 'We want to learn ’em--learn ’em, learn ’em! And what's more, we're going to do it, too!'
'Oh, very well, have it your own way,' said the Rat. He was getting rather muddled about it himself, and presently he retired into a corner, where he could be heard muttering, 'Learn ’em, teach ’em, teach ’em, learn ’em!' till the Badger told him rather sharply to leave off.
Yah! That'll learn Mr Pudding, too.
For you, Lady K, here are photos of cute little baby gorillas. I know you like that sort of thing:
