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The rest of the path was followed by a dark silence.
You know, the "things are going WRONG" type of silence.
No one was happy enough to tell jokes or stories. Maryl the Mole wasn't doing her usual "OLD BUNNY" talks. And
Mr. Rabit was really nervous and quiet.
Whatever was expecting them at the River, it sure wasn't a GOOD DEAL.
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