Reserved，shy，butfullofsignificance，ithidwhateveritmightholdbehindaveil，keepingittillthehourshouldcome，and，withthehour，thosewhowerecalledandchosen。
Slowly，butwithnodoubtorhesitationwhatever，andinsomethingofasolemnexpectancy，thetwoanimalspassedthroughthebrokentumultuouswaterandmooredtheirboatattheflowerymarginoftheisland。Insilencetheylanded，andpushedthroughtheblossomandscentedherbageandundergrowththatleduptothelevelground，tilltheystoodonalittlelawnofamarvellousgreen，setroundwithNature’sownorchard-trees——
crab-apple，wildcherry，andsloe。
`Thisistheplaceofmysong-dream，theplacethemusicplayedtome，’whisperedtheRat，asifinatrance。`Here，inthisholyplace，hereifanywhere，surelyweshallfindHim！’
ThensuddenlytheMolefeltagreatAwefalluponhim，anawethatturnedhismusclestowater，bowedhishead，androotedhisfeettotheground。Itwasnopanicterror——indeedhefeltwonderfullyatpeaceandhappy——butitwasanawethatsmoteandheldhimand，withoutseeing，heknewitcouldonlymeanthatsomeaugustPresencewasvery，verynear。Withdifficultyheturnedtolookforhisfriend。andsawhimathissidecowed，stricken，andtremblingviolently。Andstilltherewasuttersilenceinthepopulousbird-hauntedbranchesaroundthem；andstillthelightgrewandgrew。