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"
They
're
our
petticoats
,
though
,
"
Phyllis
was
beginning
,
but
Bobbie
interrupted
--
"
Oh
,
what
does
it
matter
who
waves
what
,
if
we
can
only
save
the
train
?
"
Perhaps
Peter
had
not
rightly
calculated
the
number
of
minutes
it
would
take
the
11.29
to
get
from
the
station
to
the
place
where
they
were
,
or
perhaps
the
train
was
late
.
Anyway
,
it
seemed
a
very
long
time
that
they
waited
.
Phyllis
grew
impatient
.
"
I
expect
the
watch
is
wrong
,
and
the
train
's
gone
by
,
"
said
she
.
Peter
relaxed
the
heroic
attitude
he
had
chosen
to
show
off
his
two
flags
.
And
Bobbie
began
to
feel
sick
with
suspense
.
It
seemed
to
her
that
they
had
been
standing
there
for
hours
and
hours
,
holding
those
silly
little
red
flannel
flags
that
no
one
would
ever
notice
.
The
train
would
n't
care
.
It
would
go
rushing
by
them
and
tear
round
the
corner
and
go
crashing
into
that
awful
mound
.
And
everyone
would
be
killed
.
Her
hands
grew
very
cold
and
trembled
so
that
she
could
hardly
hold
the
flag
.
And
then
came
the
distant
rumble
and
hum
of
the
metals
,
and
a
puff
of
white
steam
showed
far
away
along
the
stretch
of
line
.
"
Stand
firm
,
"
said
Peter
,
"
and
wave
like
mad
!
When
it
gets
to
that
big
furze
bush
step
back
,
but
go
on
waving
!
Do
n't
stand
ON
the
line
,
Bobbie
!
"
The
train
came
rattling
along
very
,
very
fast
.
"
They
do
n't
see
us
!
They
wo
n't
see
us
!
It
's
all
no
good
!
"
cried
Bobbie
.
