Дети железной дороги

The pride of Perks.

           Itrunsslowlyoutatthepointedend,andyouwritetheletterswithitjustasthoughitwereagreatfatpenfullofpinksugar-ink.

           ThebunslookedbeautifulwithA.P.oneveryone,and,whentheywereputinacooloventosetthesugar,thechildrenwentuptothevillagetocollectthehoneyandtheshovelandtheotherpromisedthings.

           TheoldladyatthePost-officewasstandingonherdoorstep.Thechildrensaid"Goodmorning,"politely,astheypassed.

           "Here,stopabit,"shesaid.

           Sotheystopped.

           "Thoseroses,"saidshe.

           "Didyoulikethem?"saidPhyllis;"theywereasfreshasfresh.Imadetheneedle-book,butitwasBobbie’spresent."Sheskippedjoyouslyasshespoke.

           "Here’syourbasket,"saidthePost-officewoman.Shewentinandbroughtoutthebasket.Itwasfulloffat,redgooseberries.

           "IdaresayPerks’schildrenwouldlikethem,"saidshe.

           "YouAREanolddear,"saidPhyllis,throwingherarmsaroundtheoldlady’sfatwaist."PerksWILLbepleased."

           "Hewon’tbehalfsopleasedasIwaswithyourneedle-bookandthetieandtheprettyflowersandall,"saidtheoldlady,pattingPhyllis’sshoulder."You’regoodlittlesouls,thatyouare.Lookhere.I’vegotapramroundthebackinthewood-lodge.ItwasgotformyEmmie’sfirst,thatdidn’tlivebutsixmonths,andsheneverhadbutthatone.I’dlikeMrs.Perkstohaveit.

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