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"
Oh
!
What
?
"
asked
Phyllis
,
eagerly
.
"
Not
secrets
?
"
"
No
,
"
said
Perks
,
"
the
kids
and
the
Missus
.
"
It
was
this
talk
that
set
the
children
thinking
,
and
,
presently
,
talking
.
Perks
was
,
on
the
whole
,
the
dearest
friend
they
had
made
.
Not
so
grand
as
the
Station
Master
,
but
more
approachable
--
less
powerful
than
the
old
gentleman
,
but
more
confidential
.
"
It
seems
horrid
that
nobody
keeps
his
birthday
,
"
said
Bobbie
.
"
Could
n't
WE
do
something
?
"
"
Let
's
go
up
to
the
Canal
bridge
and
talk
it
over
,
"
said
Peter
.
"
I
got
a
new
gut
line
from
the
postman
this
morning
.
He
gave
it
me
for
a
bunch
of
roses
that
I
gave
him
for
his
sweetheart
.
She
's
ill
.
"
"
Then
I
do
think
you
might
have
given
her
the
roses
for
nothing
,
"
said
Bobbie
,
indignantly
.
"
Nyang
,
nyang
!
"
said
Peter
,
disagreeably
,
and
put
his
hands
in
his
pockets
.
"
He
did
,
of
course
,
"
said
Phyllis
,
in
haste
;
"
directly
we
heard
she
was
ill
we
got
the
roses
ready
and
waited
by
the
gate
.
It
was
when
you
were
making
the
brekker-toast
.
And
when
he
'd
said
'
Thank
you
'
for
the
roses
so
many
times
--
much
more
than
he
need
have
--
he
pulled
out
the
line
and
gave
it
to
Peter
.
It
was
n't
exchange
.
It
was
the
grateful
heart
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
BEG
your
pardon
,
Peter
,
"
said
Bobbie
,
"
I
AM
so
sorry
.
"
"
Do
n't
mention
it
,
"
said
Peter
,
grandly
,
"
I
knew
you
would
be
.
"
