"Dolce Domum." On the way home one night, Mole catches the scent of his old home and pleads with Rat to turn around and go to it. Rat, misunderstanding him, brushes him off. It's not until Mole breaks down in sobs that he realizes what he's done. The rest of the chapter consists of the two returning to the house, Mole berating himself, and Rat cheerfully chiding him as he more than makes up for his earlier fumble.
Mole: "O Ratty! Why ever did I do it? Why did I bring you to this poor, cold little place, on a night like this, when you might have been at River Bank by this time, toasting your toes before a blazing fire, with all your own nice things about you!
Rat: What a capital little house this is! So compact! So well planned! Everything here and everything in its place! We'll make a jolly night of it. The first thing we want is a good fire; I'll see to that — I always know where to find things. So this is the parlour? Splendid! Your own idea, those little sleeping-bunks in the wall? Capital!