Chapter 107
The ToadTHE well was deep, and therefore the rope had to be a long
one; it was heavy work turning the handle when any one had to raise
a bucketful of water over the edge of the well. Though the water
was clear, the sun never looked down far enough into the well to
mirror itself in the waters; but as far as its beams could reach,
green things grew forth between the stones in the sides of the
well.
Down below dwelt a family of the Toad race. They had, in
fact, come head-over-heels down the well, in the person of the old
Mother-Toad, who was still alive. The green Frogs, who had been
established there a long time, and swam about in the water, called
them "well-guests." But the new-comers seemed determined to stay
where they were, for they found it very agreeable livin
