Quote by Richard Adams
““Oh, Frith help me!” said Fiver, trembling. “I can smell him from here. He terrifies me.” “Oh, Fiver, don’t be absurd! He just smells the same as the rest of them.” “He smells like barley rained down and left to rot in the fields. He smells like a wounded mole that can’t get underground.” “He smells like a big, fat rabbit to me, with a lot of carrots inside. But I’ll come with you.””
