Дети железной дороги

The hound in the red jersey.

           

           "Ihateviews,"saidPhyllis,"don’tyou,Peter?"

           "Let’sgeton,"saidPeter.

           "Butthisisn’tlikeaviewtheytakeyoutoincarriageswhenyou’reattheseaside,allseaandsandandbarehills.It’slikethe‘colouredcounties’inoneofMother’spoetrybooks."

           "It’snotsodusty,"saidPeter;"lookattheAqueductstraddlingslapacrossthevalleylikeagiantcentipede,andthenthetownsstickingtheirchurchspiresupoutofthetreeslikepensoutofaninkstand.Ithinkit’smorelike

           "TherecouldheseethebannersOftwelvefaircitiesshine."

           "Iloveit,"saidBobbie;"it’sworththeclimb."

           "Thepaperchaseisworththeclimb,"saidPhyllis,"ifwedon’tloseit.Let’sgeton.It’salldownhillnow."

           "Isaidthattenminutesago,"saidPeter.

           "Well,I’VEsaiditnow,"saidPhyllis;"comeon."

           "Loadsoftime,"saidPeter.Andtherewas.Forwhentheyhadgotdowntoalevelwiththetopofthetunnel’smouththeywereacoupleofhundredyardsoutoftheirreckoningandhadtocreepalongthefaceofthehilltherewasnosignofthehareorthehounds.

           "They’vegonelongago,ofcourse,"saidPhyllis,astheyleanedonthebrickparapetabovethetunnel.

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