Signor Piozzi, quoted by Cecilia ThraleIn the Honeycomb, Bigwig and Holly1 were waiting to begin the second meetingsince the loss of Hazel. As the air began to cool, the rabbits woke and first one andthen another came down the runs that led from the smaller burrows3. All weresubdued and doubtful at heart. Like the pain of a bad wound, the effect of a deepshock takes some while to be felt. When a child is told, for the first time in his life,that a person he has known is dead, although he does not disbelieve it, he maywell fail to comprehend it and later ask -- perhaps more than once -- where thedead person is and when he is coming back. When Pipkin had planted in himself,like some somber4 tree, the knowledge that Hazel would never return, hisbewilderment exceeded his grief: and this bewilderment he saw on every sideamong his companions. Faced with no crisis of action and with nothing toprevent them from continuing their life in the warren as before, the rabbits werenevertheless overcome by the conviction that their luck was gone. Hazel was deadand Holly's expedition had totally failed. What would follow?
Holly, gaunt, his staring pelt5 full of goose grass and fragments of burdock, wastalking with the three hutch rabbits and reassuring6 them as best he could. No onecould say now that Hazel had thrown away his life in a foolhardy prank7. The twodoes were the only gain that anyone had made -- the warren's only asset. But theywere plainly so ill at ease in their new surroundings that Holly was alreadycontending against his own belief that there was little to be hoped for from them.
Does who are upset and on edge tend to be infertile8; and how were these does tomake themselves at home in strange conditions and a place where everyone waslost so poorly in his thoughts? They would die, perhaps, or wander away. Hebuckled once more to the task of explaining that he was sure better times layahead -- and as he did so, felt himself the least convinced of any.
Bigwig had sent Acorn9 to see whether there was anyone still to come. Acornreturned to say that Strawberry felt too ill and that he could find neitherBlackberry nor Fiver.
"Well, leave Fiver," said Bigwig. "Poor fellow, he'll feel better by himself for atime, I dare say.""He's not in his burrow2, though," said Acorn.
"Never mind," said Bigwig. But the thought came to him, "Fiver andBlackberry? Could they have left the warren without telling anyone? If they have,what will happen when the others get to know?" Should he ask Kehaar to go andlook for them while there was still light? But if Kehaar found them, what then?
They could not be compelled to return. Or if they were, what good would that do,if they wanted to be gone? At that moment Holly began to speak and everyonebecame quiet.
"We all know we're in a mess," said Holly, "and I suppose before long we shallhave to talk about what's best to be done. But I thought that first of all I ought totell you how it is that we four -- Silver, Buckthorn, Strawberry and I -- have comeback without any does. You don't have to remind me that when we set out,everyone thought it was going to be straightforward10. And here we are, one rabbitsick, one wounded and nothing to show for it. You're all wondering why.""No one's blaming you, Holly," said Bigwig.
"I don't know whether I'm to blame or not," replied Holly. "But you'll tell methat when you've heard the story.
"That morning when we left, it was good weather for hlessil on the move andwe all felt there was no hurry. It was cool, I remember, and looked as if it wouldbe some time before the day got really bright and cloudless. There's a farm not faraway from the other end of this wood, and although there were no men about soearly, I didn't fancy going that way, so we kept up on high ground on the eveningside. We were all expecting to come to the edge of the down, but there isn't anysteep edge as there is on the north. The upland just goes on and on, open, dry andlonely. There's plenty of cover for rabbits -- standing11 corn, hedges and banks --but no real woodland: just great, open fields of light soil with big whiteflintstones. I was hoping that we might find ourselves in the sort of country weused to know -- meadows and woods -- but we didn't. Anyhow, we found a trackwith a good, thick hedge along one side and we decided12 to follow that. We took iteasy and stopped a good deal, because I was taking care to avoid running into elil.
I'm sure it's bad country for stoats as well as foxes, and I hadn't much idea whatwe were going to do if we met one.""I'm pretty certain we did pass close to a weasel," said Silver. "I could smell it.
But you know how it is with elil -- if they're not actually hunting, they often takeno notice of you. We left very little scent13, and buried our hraka as though we werecats.""Well, before ni-Frith," went on Holly, "the track brought us to a long, thinwood running right across the way we were going. These downland woods arequeer, aren't they? This was no thicker than the one above us now, but itstretched as far as we could see either way, in a dead straight line. I don't likestraight lines: men make them. And sure enough, we found a road beside thiswood. It was a very lonely, empty road, but all the same I didn't want to hangabout there, so we went straight through the wood and out the other side. Kehaarspotted us in the fields beyond and told us to alter our direction. I asked him howwe were getting on and he said we were about halfway14, so I thought we might aswell start looking for somewhere to lie up for the night. I didn't fancy the open,and in the end we made scrapes in the bottom of a kind of little pit we found.
Then we had a good feed and passed the night very well.
"I don't think we need tell you everything about the journey. It came on to rainjust after the morning feed and there was a nasty, cold wind with it, so we stayedwhere we were until after ni-Frith. It brightened up then and we went on. Thegoing wasn't very nice because of the wet, but by early evening I reckoned weought to be near the place. I was looking round when a hare came through thegrass and I asked him whether he knew of a big warren close by.
"'Efrafa?' he asked. 'Are you going to Efrafa?'*"'If that's what it's called,' I answered.
"'Do you know it?'
"'No,' I said, 'we don't. We want to know where it is.'
"'Well,' he said, 'my advice to you is to run, and quickly.'
"I was just wondering what to make of that, when suddenly three big rabbitscame over the bank, just the way I did that night when I came to arrest you,Bigwig: and one of them said, 'Can I see your marks?'
"'Marks?' I said. 'What marks? I don't understand.'
"'You're not from Efrafa?'
"'No,' I said, 'we're going there. We're strangers.'
"'Will you come with me?' No 'Have you come far?' or 'Are you wet through?'
or anything like that.
"So then these three rabbits took us off down the bank and that was how wecame to Efrafa, as they call it. And I'd better try and tell you something about it,so that you'll know what a dirty little bunch of sniveling hedge-scrapers we arehere.
"Efrafa is a big warren -- a good deal bigger than the one we came from -- theThrearah's, I mean. And the one fear of every rabbit in it is that men are going tofind them and infect them with the white blindness. The whole warren isorganized to conceal15 its existence. The holes are all hidden and the Owsla haveevery rabbit in the place under orders. You can't call your life your own: and inreturn you have safety -- if it's worth having at the price you pay.
"As well as the Owsla, they have what they call a Council, and each of theCouncil rabbits has some special thing he looks after. One looks after feeding;another's responsible for the ways in which they keep hidden; another looks afterbreeding, and so on. As far as the ordinary rabbits are concerned, only a certainnumber can be above ground at one time. Every rabbit is marked when he's akitten: they bite them, deep, and under the chin or in a haunch or forepaw. Thenthey can be told by the scar for the rest of their lives. You mustn't be found aboveground unless it's the right time of day for your Mark.""Who's to stop you?" growled16 Bigwig.
"That's the really frightening part. The Owsla -- well, you can't imagine itunless you've been there. The Chief is a rabbit named Woundwort: GeneralWoundwort, they call him. I'll tell you more about him in a minute. Then underhim there are captains -- each one in charge of a Mark -- and each captain has hisown officers and sentries17. There's a Mark captain with his band on duty at everytime of the day and night. If a man happens to come anywhere near, which isn'toften, the sentries give warning long before he comes close enough to seeanything. They give warning of elil, too. They prevent anyone dropping hrakaexcept in special places in the ditches, where it's buried. And if they see any rabbitabove ground whom they don't recognize as having the right to be there, they askto see his mark. Frith knows what happens if he can't explain himself -- but I canguess pretty well. Rabbits in Efrafa quite often go days at a time without the sightof Frith. If their Mark's on night silflay, then they feed by night, wet or fine, warmor cold. They're all used to talking, playing and mating in the burrowsunderground. If a Mark can't silflay at their appointed time for some reason orother -- say there was a man working somewhere near -- that's just too bad. Theymiss their turn till next day.""But surely it alters them very much, living like that?" asked Dandelion.
"Very much indeed," replied Holly. "Most of them can't do anything but whatthey're told. They've never been out of Efrafa and never smelled an enemy. Theone aim of every rabbit in Efrafa is to get into the Owsla, because of theprivileges: and the one aim of everyone in the Owsla is to get into the Council.
The Council have the best of everything. But the Owsla have to keep very strongand tough. They take it in turn to do what they call Wide Patrol. They go out overthe country -- all round the place -- living in the open for days at a time. It's partlyto find out anything they can, and partly to train them and make them tough andcunning. Any hlessil they find they pick up and bring back to Efrafa. If they won'tcome, they kill them. They reckon hlessil a danger, because they may attract theattention of men. The Wide Patrols report back to General Woundwort, and theCouncil decide what to do about anything new that they think may be dangerous.""They missed you on the way in, then?" said Bluebell18.
"Oh, no, they didn't! We learned later that some time after we'd been broughtin by this rabbit -- Captain Campion -- a runner arrived from a Wide Patrol to saythat they'd picked up the track of three or four rabbits coming toward Efrafa fromthe north, and were there any orders? He was sent back to say that we were safelyunder control.
"Anyway, this Captain Campion took us down to a hole in the ditch. The mouthof the hole was a bit of old earthenware19 pipe and if a man had pulled it out, theopening would have fallen in and showed no trace of the run inside. And there hehanded us over to another captain -- because he had to go back above ground forthe rest of his spell of duty, you see. We were taken to a big burrow and told tomake ourselves at home.
"There were other rabbits in the burrow and it was by listening to them andasking questions that I learned most of what I've been telling you. We got talkingto some of the does and I made friends with one called Hyzenthlay.* I told herabout our problem here and why we'd come, and then she told us about Efrafa.
When she'd finished I said, 'It sounds terrible. Has it always been like this?' Shesaid no, her mother had told her that in years gone by the warren had beenelsewhere and much smaller, but when General Woundwort came, he had madethem move to Efrafa and then he'd worked out this whole system of concealmentand perfected it until rabbits in Efrafa were as safe as stars in the sky. 'Mostrabbits here die of old age, unless the Owsla kill them off,' she said. 'But thetrouble is, there are more rabbits now than the warren can hold. Any freshdigging that's allowed has to be done under Owsla supervision20 and they do itterribly slowly and carefully. It all has to be hidden, you see. We're overcrowdedand a lot of rabbits don't get above ground as much as they need to. And for somereason there are not enough bucks22 and too many does. A lot of us have found wecan't produce litters, because of the overcrowding, but no one is ever allowed toleave. Only a few days ago, several of us does went to the Council and askedwhether we could form an expedition to start a new warren somewhere else. Wesaid we'd go far, far away -- as far away as they liked. But they wouldn't hear of it-- not on any account. Things can't go on like this -- the system's breaking down.
But it doesn't do to be heard talking about it.'
"Well, I thought, this sounds hopeful. Surely they won't object to ourproposals? We only want to take a few does and no bucks. They've got more doesthan there's room for and we want to take them further away than anyone herecan ever have been.
"A little later another captain came and said we were to come with him to theCouncil meeting.
"The Council meet in a kind of big burrow. It's long and rather narrow -- not asgood as this Honeycomb of ours, because they've got no tree roots to make a wideroof. We had to wait outside while they were talking about all sorts of otherthings. We were just one piece of daily Council business: 'Strangersapprehended.' There was another rabbit waiting and he was under special guard-- Owslafa, they call them: the Council police. I've never been near anyone sofrightened in my life -- I thought he'd go mad with fear. I asked one of theseOwslafa what was the matter and he said that this rabbit, Blackavar, had beencaught trying to run away from the warren. Well, they took him inside and first ofall we heard the poor fellow trying to explain himself, and then he was crying andbegging for mercy: and when he came out they'd ripped both his ears to shreds,worse than this one of mine. We were all sniffing23 at him, absolutely horror-stricken; but one of the Owslafa said, 'You needn't make such a fuss. He's lucky tobe alive.' So while we were chewing on that, someone came out and said theCouncil were ready for us.
"As soon as we got in, we were put up in front of this General Woundwort, andhe really is a grim customer. I don't think even you'd match up to him, Bigwig.
He's almost as big as a hare and there's something about his mere21 presence thatfrightens you, as if blood and fighting and killing24 were all just part of the day'swork to him. I thought he'd begin by asking us some questions about who wewere and what we wanted, but he didn't do anything like that. He said, 'I'm goingto explain the rules of the warren and the conditions on which you'll live here.
You must listen carefully, because the rules are to be kept and any breaking ofthem will be punished.' So then I spoke25 up at once and said that there was amisunderstanding. We were an embassy, I said, come from another warren to askfor Efrafa's goodwill26 and help. And I went on to explain that all we wanted wastheir agreement to our persuading a few does to come back with us. When I'dfinished, General Woundwort said that it was out of the question: there wasnothing to discuss. I replied that we'd like to stay with them for a day or two andtry to persuade them to change their mind.
"'Oh, yes,' he said, 'you'll stay. But there'll be no further occasion for you totake up the Council's time -- for the next few days at any rate.'
"I said that seemed very hard. Our request was surely a reasonable one. And Iwas just going to ask them to consider one or two things from our point of view,when another of the Councillors -- a very old rabbit -- said, 'You seem to thinkyou're here to argue with us and drive a bargain. But we're the ones to say whatyou're going to do.'
"I said they should remember that we were representing another warren, evenif it was smaller than theirs. We thought of ourselves as their guests. And it wasonly when I'd said that that I realized with a horrible shock that they thought ofus as their prisoners: or as good as prisoners, whatever they might call it.
"Well, I'd rather say no more about the end of that meeting. Strawberry triedall he could to help me. He spoke very well about the decency27 and comradeshipnatural to animals. 'Animals don't behave like men,' he said. 'If they have to fight,they fight; and if they have to kill they kill. But they don't sit down and set theirwits to work to devise ways of spoiling other creatures' lives and hurting them.
They have dignity and animality.'
"But it was all no use. At last we fell silent and General Woundwort said, 'TheCouncil can't spare any more time for you now, and I shall have to leave it to yourMark captain to tell you the rules. You'll join the Right Flank Mark under CaptainBugloss. Later, we shall see you again and you'll find us perfectly28 friendly andhelpful to rabbits who understand what's expected of them.'
"So then the Owsla took us out to join the Right Flank Mark. ApparentlyCaptain Bugloss was too busy to see us and I took care to keep out of his way,because I thought he might want to start marking us then and there. But soon Ibegan to understand what Hyzenthlay had meant when she said the systemwasn't working properly any more. The burrows were overcrowded -- at least byour standards. It was easy to escape attention. Even in one Mark the rabbits don'tall know each other. We found places in a burrow and tried to get some sleep, butearly in the night we were woken and told to silflay. I thought there might be achance to run for it in the moonlight, but there seemed to be sentries everywhere.
And besides the sentries, the Captain kept two runners with him, whose job wasto rush off at once in any direction from which an alarm might be given.
"When we'd fed we went underground again. Nearly all the rabbits were verysubdued and docile29. We avoided them, because we meant to escape if we couldand we didn't want to get known. But try as I would, I couldn't think of a plan.
"We fed again some time before ni-Frith the next day, and then it was backunderground. The time dragged terribly. At last -- it must have been as eveningwas coming on -- I joined a little group of rabbits listening to a story. And do youknow, it was 'The King's Lettuce'? The rabbit who was telling it was nowhere nearas good as Dandelion, but I listened all the same, just for something to do. And itwas when he got to the bit where El-ahrairah dresses up and pretends to be thedoctor at King Darzin's palace that I suddenly had an idea. It was a very risky30 one,but I thought there was a chance that it might work, simply because every rabbitin Efrafa usually does what he's told without question. I'd been watching CaptainBugloss and he struck me as a nice enough fellow, conscientious31 and a bit weakand rather harassed32 by having more to do than he could really cope with.
"That night, when we were called to silflay, it was pitch dark and raining; butyou don't bother about a little thing like that in Efrafa -- you're only too glad toget out and get some food. All the rabbits trooped up; and we waited until thevery last. Captain Bugloss was out on the bank, with two of his sentries. Silverand the others went out in front of me and then I came up to him panting as if I'dbeen running.
"'Captain Bugloss?'
"'Yes?' he said. 'What is it?'
"'You're wanted by the Council, at once.'
"'Why, what do you mean?' he asked. 'What for?'
"'No doubt they'll tell you that when they see you,' I answered. 'I shouldn'tkeep them waiting if I were you.'
"'Who are you?' he said. 'You're not one of the Council runners. I know themall. What Mark are you?'
"'I'm not here to answer your questions,' I said. 'Shall I go back and tell themyou won't come?'
"He looked doubtful at that and I made as if I were going. But then, all of asudden, he said, 'Very well' -- he looked awfully33 frightened, poor fellow -- 'butwho's to take over here while I'm gone?'
"'I am,' I said. 'General Woundwort's orders. But come back quickly. I don'twant to hang about half the night doing your job.' He scuttled34 off. I turned to theother two and said, 'Stay here, and look alive, too. I'm going round the sentries.'
"Well, then the four of us ran off into the dark and, sure enough, after we'dgone a little way two sentries popped up and tried to stop us. We all piled straightinto them. I thought they'd run, but they didn't. They fought like mad and one ofthem tore Buckthorn all down the nose. But of course there were four of us; andin the end we broke past them and simply tore across the field. We had no ideawhich way we were going, what with the rain and the night: we just ran. I thinkthe reason why the pursuit was a bit slow off the mark was because poor oldBugloss wasn't there to give the orders. Anyway, we had a fair start. But presentlywe could hear that we were being followed -- and, what was worse, we were beingovertaken.
"The Efrafan Owsla are no joke, believe me. They're all picked for size andstrength and there's nothing they don't know about moving in wet and darkness.
They're all so much afraid of the Council that they're not afraid of anything else.
It wasn't long before I knew we were in trouble. The patrol that was after us couldactually follow us in the dark and rain faster than we could run away, and beforelong they were close behind. I was just going to tell the others that there wasnothing for it but to turn and fight when we came to a great, steep bank thatseemed to slope almost straight up into the air. It was steeper than this hillsidebelow us here, and the slope seemed to be regular, as if men had made it.
"Well, there was no time to think about it, so up we went. It was covered withrough grass and bushes. I don't know how far it was to the top exactly, but Ishould guess it was as high as a well-grown rowan tree -- perhaps a bit higher.
When we got to the top we found ourselves on small, light stones that shifted aswe ran on them. That gave us away completely. Then we came upon broad, flatpieces of wood and two great, fixed35 bars of metal that made a noise -- a kind oflow, humming noise in the dark. I was just saying to myself, 'This is men's work,all right,' when I fell over the other side. I hadn't realized that the whole top of thebank was only a very short distance across and the other side was just as steep. Iwent head over heels down the bank in the dark and fetched up against an elderbush -- and there I lay."Holly stopped and fell silent, as though pondering on what he remembered. Atlast he said,"It's going to be very hard to describe to you what happened next. Although allfour of us were there, we don't understand it ourselves. But what I'm going to saynow is the cold truth. Lord Frith sent one of his great Messengers to save us fromthe Efrafan Owsla. Each one of us had fallen over the edge of the bank in oneplace or another. Buckthorn, who was half blinded with his own blood, wentdown almost to the bottom. I'd picked myself up and was looking back at the top.
There was just enough light in the sky to see the Efrafans if they came over. Andthen -- then an enormous thing -- I can't give you any idea of it -- as big as athousand hrududil -- bigger -- came rushing out of the night. It was full of fireand smoke and light and it roared and beat on the metal lines until the groundshook beneath it. It drove in between us and the Efrafans like a thousandthunderstorms with lightning. I tell you, I was beyond being afraid. I couldn'tmove. The flashing and the noise -- they split the whole night apart. I don't knowwhat happened to the Efrafans: either they ran away or it cut them down. Andthen suddenly it was gone and we heard it disappearing, rattle36 and bang, rattleand bang, far away in the distance. We were completely alone.
"For a long time I couldn't move. At last I got up and found the others, one byone, in the dark. None of us said a word. At the bottom of the slope we discovereda kind of tunnel that went right through the bank from one side to the other. Wecrept into it and came out on the side where we'd gone up. Then we went a longway through the fields, until I reckoned we must be well clear of Efrafa. Wecrawled into a ditch and slept there, all four of us, until morning. There was noreason why anything shouldn't have come and killed us, and yet we knew we weresafe. You may think it's a wonderful thing to be saved by Lord Frith in his power.
How many rabbits has that happened to, I wonder? But I tell you, it was far morefrightening than being chased by the Efrafans. Not one of us will forget lying onthat bank in the rain while the fire creature went by above our heads. Why did itcome on our account? That's more than we shall ever know.
"The next morning I cast around a bit and soon I knew which was the rightdirection. You know how you always do. The rain had stopped and we set out. Butit was a very hard journey back. We were exhausted37 long before the end -- allexcept Silver: I don't know what we'd have done without him. We went on for aday and a night without any real rest at all. We all felt that the only thing wewanted to do was to get back here as soon as we could. When I reached the woodthis morning I was just limping along in a bad dream. I'm not really much betterthan poor old Strawberry, I'm afraid. He never complained, but he'll need a longrest and I rather think I shall, too. And Buckthorn -- that's the second bad woundhe's had. But that's not the worst now, is it? We've lost Hazel: the worst thing thatcould have happened. Some of you asked me earlier this evening if I would beChief Rabbit. I'm glad to know you trust me, but I'm completely done in and Ican't possibly take it on yet. I feel as dry and empty as an autumn puffball -- I feelas though the wind could blow my fur away."*The first syllable38 is stressed and not the second, as in the word "Majesty39."*Hyzenthlay: "Shine-Dew-Fur" -- fur-shining-like-dew.
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