Дети железной дороги
The hound’s grandfather.
Butyouwouldn’tstopwhenweaskedyouand—"
"Yah,"saidPeter,"itwasn’tevenyourownidea.YougotitoutofStalky!"
BobbieandPhil,retiringinsilentdignity,weremetatthedoorbytheDoctor.Hecameinrubbinghishandsandlookingpleasedwithhimself.
"Well,"hesaid,"THATjob’sdone.It’sanicecleanfracture,andit’llgoonallright,I’venodoubt.Pluckyyoungchap,too—hullo!what’sallthis?"
HiseyehadfallenonPeterwholaymousy-stillinhisbondsonthesettle.
"Playingatprisoners,eh?"hesaid;buthiseyebrowshadgoneupalittle.SomehowhehadnotthoughtthatBobbiewouldbeplayingwhileintheroomabovesomeonewashavingabrokenboneset.
"Oh,no!"saidBobbie,"notatPRISONERS.Wewereplayingatsettingbones.Peter’sthebrokenboner,andIwasthedoctor."
TheDoctorfrowned.
"ThenImustsay,"hesaid,andhesaiditrathersternly,"that’sit’saveryheartlessgame.Haven’tyouenoughimaginationeventofaintlypicturewhat’sbeengoingonupstairs?Thatpoorchap,withthedropsofsweatonhisforehead,andbitinghislipssoasnottocryout,andeverytouchonhislegagonyand—"
"YOUoughttobetiedup,"saidPhyllis;"you’reasbadas—"
"Hush,"saidBobbie;"I’msorry,butweweren’theartless,really."
"Iwas,Isuppose,"saidPeter,crossly.
