Дети железной дороги
What Bobbie brought home.
Theotherslookedateachotherbythedimlightofthelittlecandle.
"Whatonearth!"saidPeter.
"Lookhere,"saidBobbie,quickly,"youmustgoandgethelp.Gotothenearesthouse."
"Yes,that’stheonlything,"saidPeter."Comeon."
"IfyoutakehisfeetandPhilandItakehishead,wecouldcarryhimtothemanhole."
Theydidit.Itwasperhapsaswellforthesuffererthathehadfaintedagain.
"Now,"saidBobbie,"I’llstaywithhim.Youtakethelongestbitofcandle,and,oh—bequick,forthisbitwon’tburnlong."
"Idon’tthinkMotherwouldlikemeleavingyou,"saidPeter,doubtfully."Letmestay,andyouandPhilgo."
"No,no,"saidBobbie,"youandPhilgo—andlendmeyourknife.I’lltrytogethisbootoffbeforehewakesupagain."
"Ihopeit’sallrightwhatwe’redoing,"saidPeter.
"Ofcourseit’sright,"saidBobbie,impatiently."WhatelseWOULDyoudo?Leavehimhereallalonebecauseit’sdark?Nonsense.Hurryup,that’sall."
Sotheyhurriedup.
Bobbiewatchedtheirdarkfiguresandthelittlelightofthelittlecandlewithanoddfeelingofhavingcometotheendofeverything.Sheknewnow,shethought,whatnunswhowerebrickedupaliveinconventwallsfeltlike.Suddenlyshegaveherselfalittleshake.
"Don’tbeasillylittlegirl,"shesaid.
