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Tothechildrenitalmostseemedasthoughthetrainitselfwasalive,andwasatlastrespondingtothelovethattheyhadgivenitsofreelyandsolong.
"Itismostextraordinarilyrum!"saidPeter.
"Moststronery!"echoedPhyllis.
ButBobbiesaid,"Don’tyouthinktheoldgentleman’swavesseemedmoresignificatingthanusual?"
"No,"saidtheothers.
"Ido,"saidBobbie."Ithoughthewastryingtoexplainsomethingtouswithhisnewspaper."
"Explainwhat?"askedPeter,notunnaturally.
"Idon’tknow,"Bobbieanswered,"butIdofeelmostawfullyfunny.Ifeeljustexactlyasifsomethingwasgoingtohappen."
"Whatisgoingtohappen,"saidPeter,"isthatPhyllis’sstockingisgoingtocomedown."
Thiswasbuttootrue.Thesuspenderhadgivenwayintheagitationofthewavestothe9.15.Bobbie’shandkerchiefservedasfirstaidtotheinjured,andtheyallwenthome.
LessonsweremorethanusuallydifficulttoBobbiethatday.Indeed,shedisgracedherselfsodeeplyoveraquitesimplesumaboutthedivisionof48poundsofmeatand36poundsofbreadamong144hungrychildrenthatMotherlookedatheranxiously.
"Don’tyoufeelquitewell,dear?"sheasked.
"Idon’tknow,"wasBobbie’sunexpectedanswer."Idon’tknowhowIfeel.Itisn’tthatI’mlazy.
