Finn Family Moomintroll
and collect possessions! He looked contentedly around his new home, and then he caught sight of the Hobgoblin's Hat, which Moomintroll and Snufkin had hidden in the darkest corner.
    'The waste-paper basket,' said the Muskrat to himself. 'Oh, so it's here. Well, it will always come in useful.'
    He thought a little while longer, and then he decided to sleep for a bit. He rolled himself in the blanket and put his false teeth in the hat so that they would not get sandy. Then he slept peacefully and happily.
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    In Moominhouse they had pancakes for luncheon - big yellow pancakes with raspberry jam. There was porridge from the day before as well, but as nobody wanted it they decided to save it for the next morning.
    'Today I feel like doing something unusual,' said Moominmamma. 'The fact that we have got rid of that awful hat is something that ought to be celebrated, and besides one gets so tired of everlastingly sitting in the same place.'
    'That's quite true, my dear!' said Moominpappa. 'We'll go on an excursion somewhere, what!'
    'We've been everywhere already. There isn't anywhere new,' said the Hemulen.
    'But there must be,' said Moominpappa. 'And if there isn't, then we'll make somewhere. Stop eating now, children - we'll take the food with us.'
    'Can we eat what we already have in our mouths?' asked Sniff.
    'Don't be silly, dear,' said Moominmamma. 'Collect everything you want to take with you quickly, because father wants to start at once. But don't take anything unnecessary. We can write a note to the Muskrat so that he knows where we are.'
    'Bless my tail!' burst out Moominpappa, and put his hand to his forehead. 'I had completely forgotten! We should have taken food and furniture to him in the cave!'
    'In the cave?' screamed Moomintroll and Snufkin at the same time.
    'Yes - the string of the hammock gave out,' said Moominpappa. 'And so the Muskrat said that he couldn't think any more, and that he would give up everything. You had put brushes in his bed, and I don't know what. And so he went away to the cave.'
    Moomintroll and Snufkin went very pale and looked at each other in horror. 'The Hat!' they thought.
    'Well, it doesn't matter very much,' said Moominmamma. 'We'll go on an excursion to the beach and take the Muskrat's food to him on the way.'
    'The beach is so ordinary,' grumbled Sniff. 'Can't we go somewhere else?'
    'Be quiet, children!' said Moominpappa, severely. 'Mamma wants to bathe. Now, come along!'
    Moominmamma hurried off to pack. She collected blankets, saucepans, birch-bark, * a coffeepot, masses of food, suntan-oil, matches, and everything you can eat out of, on or with. She packed it all with an umbrella, warm clothes, tummy-ache medicine, an egg-whisk, cushions, a mosquito-net, bathing-drawers and a table cloth in her bag. She bustled to and fro racking her brains for anything she had forgotten, and at last she said: 'Now it's ready! Oh, how lovely it will be to have a rest by the sea!'

    Moominpappa packed his pipe and his fishing-rod. 'Well, are you all ready?' he asked, 'and are you sure you haven't forgotten anything? All right, let's start!'
    They set off in a procession towards the beach. Last of all came Sniff dragging six little toy boats behind him.
    'Do you think the Muskrat has got up to anything?' whispered Moomintroll to Snufkin.
    'I certainly hope not!' Snufkin whispered back. 'But I'm feeling a bit anxious!'
    At that moment they all stopped so suddenly that the Hemulen nearly got the fishing-rod in his eye.
    'Who screamed?' Moominmamma burst out in alarm.
    The whole wood shook with a wild howling, and someone or something came galloping towards them on the path, growling with terror and rage.
    'Hide!' shouted Moominpappa. 'There's a monster coming!'
    But before anyone had time to move the monster turned out to be the Muskrat, with staring eyes and bristling whiskers. He waved his paws and made incoherent sounds that nobody could understand, but it was clear that he was very angry or
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