It was about teatime and Toad was watching cricket on the television. He had always enjoyed the game and, although he no longer played, he was the president of the village team and took a keen interest in all the county matches. He was just thinking about making himself some tea when the front doorbell rang.

There were no longer any servants at Toad Hall. A woman came in to clean twice a week and a number of the larger rooms were permanently shut. Toad lived mainly in the kitchen, which was warm and snug, and he had the television in the small breakfast-room which adjoined it, which had lovely views over the gardens and down to the river. He kept the front door closed and always used the back entrance.

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