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ShespokeagaininFrenchtotheRussian,andeveryonecouldseethesurpriseandpleasureandgratitudeinhiseyes.HegotupandpolitelybowedtotheStationMaster,andofferedhisarmmostceremoniouslytoMother.Shetookit,butanybodycouldhaveseenthatshewashelpinghimalong,andnotheher.
"Yougirlsrunhomeandlightafireinthesitting-room,"Mothersaid,"andPeterhadbettergofortheDoctor."
ButitwasBobbiewhowentfortheDoctor.
"Ihatetotellyou,"shesaidbreathlesslywhenshecameuponhiminhisshirtsleeves,weedinghispansy-bed,"butMother’sgotaveryshabbyRussian,andI’msurehe’llhavetobelongtoyourClub.I’mcertainhehasn’tgotanymoney.Wefoundhimatthestation."
"Foundhim!Washelost,then?"askedtheDoctor,reachingforhiscoat.
"Yes,"saidBobbie,unexpectedly,"that’sjustwhathewas.He’sbeentellingMotherthesad,sweetstoryofhislifeinFrench;andshesaidwouldyoubekindenoughtocomedirectlyifyouwereathome.Hehasadreadfulcough,andhe’sbeencrying."
TheDoctorsmiled.
"Oh,don’t,"saidBobbie;"pleasedon’t.Youwouldn’tifyou’dseenhim.Ineversawamancrybefore.Youdon’tknowwhatit’slike."
Dr.Forrestwishedthenthathehadn’tsmiled.
