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Chapters (79)
  1. CHARGE!
  2. THE REDWALL BOOKS
  3. Dedication
  4. Map
  5. PROLOGUE
  6. ACT ONE
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  11. 3
  12. 3
  13. 4
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  27. 11
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  29. 12
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  31. 13
  32. 13
  33. ACT TWO
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  58. ACT THREE
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  77. Epilogue
  78. Epilogue
  79. What’s next onyour reading list?

“But I can’t, my little friend. The fruit slices are too thick to fit under the door, they’d get all dirty and squashed. Look, why don’t you come up to the walltop and we’ll think of a way to get the whole bag up to you. Good idea, eh?”

Dwopple jumped up and down with excitement. “Aye, good idea, good idea, we go up onna wall!”

Wugger and Blinny backed off, shaking their heads vigorously.

“Hurr no, us’n’s bain’t goin’ on ee wall!”

“You’m catch gurt trubble if’n ee go up thurr, D’opple!”

The mousebabe headed boldly for the north wallsteps. “Yah, you two ’fraidyfrogs!”

The moles trundled off to the gatehouse. They had learned their lesson about walltops.

Dwopple looked down at the assembly of rats and Marlfoxes below on the ground. “Where mista Stickabee?”

Mokkan held up the bag of crystallized fruit. “Gone to his house to get more candysweets like this. Are you the friend he was telling us about?”

“Aye, my name Dwopple, I mista Stickabee’s friend.”

“Oh, good. He said I had to give these to you. Here, catch!” Mokkan tossed the bag, which rose only a short way before falling on the ground. The Marlfox shook his head sadly. “I can’t throw them high enough for you to catch, little friend.”

Dwopple spread his paws expressively. “So whatta we do?”

Mokkan paced back and forth, as if deep in thought. Suddenly he clapped his paws and smiled broadly. “Of course, you can come down and get them, Dwopple!”

“Yah, silly, Dwopple no can climb downa wall!”

Mokkan took off his cloak, gesturing to several rats to get around and hold the edges. They held it high, stretched tight in a great triangle. The Marlfox pointed to it, grinning brightly. “Now you can, Dwopple. It’ll be great fun. Just jump and all my friends here will catch you safely!”

The mousebabe clambered onto the battlements and looked down doubtfully, not sure whether he would enjoy the experience. Mokkan leapt onto the cloak, bounced on the taut material once and jumped back off nimbly.

“Hoho! That was great! I wish I were up there with you, Dwopple, I’d really enjoy jumping down onto the cloak. That’s unless you don’t want the candysweets and you’re a ’fraidyfrog!”

That did it. Dwopple swelled his fat little tummy out and scowled. “Me norra ’fraidyfrog, Dwopple jump high, higher’n dat, right offa top o’ mister Florian’s cart! You watch me. Yeeeeeeeeee!”

Dwopple launched himself off the ramparts. He landed in the center of the cloak, bouncing twice. Mokkan deliberately trod on Gelltor’s footpaw as he passed. “What’ve you got to say for yourself now, mister oafhead?”

The water rats had Dwopple wrapped and bundled in the cloak before he could make another move.

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