Дети железной дороги

The terrible secret.

           

           "There!"hesaid."I’lljustslipabitofstringandabitofpaperround’em."

           Hepulledanoldnewspaperfromthepileandspreaditonthetable,andmadeaneatparcelofit.

           "There,"saidhe,"there’slotsofpictures,andifhelikestomess’emaboutwithhispaint-box,orcolouredchalksorwhatnot,why,lethim.Idon’twant’em."

           "You’readear,"saidBobbie,tooktheparcel,andstarted.Thepaperswereheavy,andwhenshehadtowaitatthelevel-crossingwhileatrainwentby,sherestedtheparcelonthetopofthegate.Andidlyshelookedattheprintingonthepaperthattheparcelwaswrappedin.

           Suddenlysheclutchedtheparceltighterandbentherheadoverit.Itseemedlikesomehorribledream.Shereadonthebottomofthecolumnwastornoffshecouldreadnofarther.

           Sheneverrememberedhowshegothome.Butshewentontiptoetoherroomandlockedthedoor.Thensheundidtheparcelandreadthatprintedcolumnagain,sittingontheedgeofherbed,herhandsandfeeticycoldandherfaceburning.Whenshehadreadalltherewas,shedrewalong,unevenbreath.

           "SonowIknow,"shesaid.

           Whatshehadreadwasheaded,‘EndoftheTrial.Verdict.Sentence.’

           ThenameofthemanwhohadbeentriedwasthenameofherFather.Theverdictwas‘Guilty.’Andthesentencewas‘Fiveyears’PenalServitude

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