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Hazel came out on the further side of the grass and followed the path round a bend. Then he stopped dead and sat back on his haunches. In front of him, Bigwig and Dandelion were staring out from the sheer edge of a high bank, and below the bank ran a stream.It was in fact the little river Enborne, twelve to fifteen feet wide and at this time of year two or three feet deep with spring rain, but to the rabbits it seemed immense, such a river as they had never imagined. The moon had almost set and the night was now dark, but they could see the water faintly shining as it flowed and could just make out, on the further side, a thin belt of nut trees and alders. Somewhere beyond, a bird called three or four times and was silent. One by one, most of the others came up, stopped at the bank and looked at the water without speaking. A chilly breeze was moving and several of them trembled where they sat.“Well, this is a nice surprise, Hazel,” said Bigwig at length . “Or were you expecting this whenyou took us into the wood?” Hazel realized that Bigwig was probably going to be troublesome. He was certainly no coward, but he was likely to remain steady only as long as he could see his way clear and be sure of what to do. To him, perplexity was worse than danger; and when he was perplexed he usually grew angry. The day before, Fiver’s warning had troubled him, and he had spoken in anger to the Threarah and left the Owsla. Then, while he was in an uncertain mood about the idea of leaving the warren, Captain Holly had appeared in capital time to be attacked and to provide a perfect reason for their departure. Now, at the sight of the river, Bigwig’s assurance was leaking again and unless he, Hazel, could restore it in some way, they were likely to be in for trouble. He thought of the Threarah and his wily courtesy. “I don’t know what we should have done without you just now, Bigwig,” he said. “What was that animal? Would it have killed us?”“A lendri ,” said Bigwig. “I’