Дети железной дороги
The hound’s grandfather.
"Therewon’tbeanythingforhimtoeatifMotherdoesn’twrite."
"That’sallright,"saidMother,hastily.
TheoldgentlemanlookedverykindlyatMother.
"Isee,"hesaid,"youtrustyourchildren,andconfideinthem."
"Ofcourse,"saidMother.
"ThenImaytellthemofourlittlearrangement,"hesaid."YourMother,mydears,hasconsentedtogiveupwritingforalittlewhileandtobecomeaMatronofmyHospital."
"Oh!"saidPhyllis,blankly;"andshallwehavetogoawayfromThreeChimneysandtheRailwayandeverything?"
"No,no,darling,"saidMother,hurriedly.
"TheHospitaliscalledThreeChimneysHospital,"saidtheoldgentleman,"andmyunluckyJim’stheonlypatient,andIhopehe’llcontinuetobeso.YourMotherwillbeMatron,andthere’llbeahospitalstaffofahousemaidandacook—tillJim’swell."
"AndthenwillMothergoonwritingagain?"askedPeter.
"Weshallsee,"saidtheoldgentleman,withaslight,swiftglanceatBobbie;"perhapssomethingnicemayhappenandshewon’thaveto."
"Ilovemywriting,"saidMother,veryquickly.
"Iknow,"saidtheoldgentleman;"don’tbeafraidthatI’mgoingtotrytointerfere.Butoneneverknows.Verywonderfulandbeautifulthingsdohappen,don’tthey?Andwelivemostofourlivesinthehopeofthem.
