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"
Who
told
you
to
do
that
?
"
he
asked
.
"
I
noticed
what
Mother
did
when
Phil
had
mumps
.
"
"
Right
,
"
said
the
Doctor
.
"
Now
you
get
your
old
woman
to
sit
with
your
mother
,
and
then
you
eat
a
good
breakfast
,
and
go
straight
to
bed
and
sleep
till
dinner-time
.
We
ca
n't
afford
to
have
the
head-nurse
ill
.
"
He
was
really
quite
a
nice
doctor
.
When
the
9.15
came
out
of
the
tunnel
that
morning
the
old
gentleman
in
the
first-class
carriage
put
down
his
newspaper
,
and
got
ready
to
wave
his
hand
to
the
three
children
on
the
fence
.
But
this
morning
there
were
not
three
.
There
was
only
one
.
And
that
was
Peter
.
Peter
was
not
on
the
railings
either
,
as
usual
.
He
was
standing
in
front
of
them
in
an
attitude
like
that
of
a
show-man
showing
off
the
animals
in
a
menagerie
,
or
of
the
kind
clergyman
when
he
points
with
a
wand
at
the
'
Scenes
from
Palestine
,
'
when
there
is
a
magic-lantern
and
he
is
explaining
it
.
Peter
was
pointing
,
too
.
And
what
he
was
pointing
at
was
a
large
white
sheet
nailed
against
the
fence
.
On
the
sheet
there
were
thick
black
letters
more
than
a
foot
long
.
Some
of
them
had
run
a
little
,
because
of
Phyllis
having
put
the
Brunswick
black
on
too
eagerly
,
but
the
words
were
quite
easy
to
read
.
And
this
what
the
old
gentleman
and
several
other
people
in
the
train
read
in
the
large
black
letters
on
the
white
sheet
:
--
