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"

And

now

look

at

the

table

,

"

she

said

.

There

was

a

cake

on

the

table

covered

with

white

sugar

,

with

'

Dear

Bobbie

'

on

it

in

pink

sweets

,

and

there

were

buns

and

jam

;

but

the

nicest

thing

was

that

the

big

table

was

almost

covered

with

flowers

--

wallflowers

were

laid

all

round

the

tea-tray

--

there

was

a

ring

of

forget-me-nots

round

each

plate

.

The

cake

had

a

wreath

of

white

lilac

round

it

,

and

in

the

middle

was

something

that

looked

like

a

pattern

all

done

with

single

blooms

of

lilac

or

wallflower

or

laburnum

.

"

It

's

a

map

--

a

map

of

the

railway

!

"

cried

Peter

.

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"

Look

--

those

lilac

lines

are

the

metals

--

and

there

's

the

station

done

in

brown

wallflowers

.

The

laburnum

is

the

train

,

and

there

are

the

signal-boxes

,

and

the

road

up

to

here

--

and

those

fat

red

daisies

are

us

three

waving

to

the

old

gentleman

--

that

's

him

,

the

pansy

in

the

laburnum

train

.

"

"

And

there

's

'

Three

Chimneys

'

done

in

the

purple

primroses

,

"

said

Phyllis

.

"

And

that

little

tiny

rose-bud

is

Mother

looking

out

for

us

when

we

're

late

for

tea

.

Peter

invented

it

all

,

and

we

got

all

the

flowers

from

the

station

.

We

thought

you

'd

like

it

better

.

"

"

That

's

my

present

,

"

said

Peter

,

suddenly

dumping

down

his

adored

steam-engine

on

the

table

in

front

of

her

.

Its

tender

had

been

lined

with

fresh

white

paper

,

and

was

full

of

sweets

.

"

Oh

,

Peter

!

"

cried

Bobbie

,

quite

overcome

by

this

munificence

,

"

not

your

own

dear

little

engine

that

you

're

so

fond

of

?

"

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"

Oh

,

no

,

"

said

Peter

,

very

promptly

,

"

not

the

engine

.

Only

the

sweets

.

"

Bobbie

could

n't

help

her

face

changing

a

little

--

not

so

much

because

she

was

disappointed

at

not

getting

the

engine

,

as

because

she

had

thought

it

so

very

noble

of

Peter

,

and

now

she

felt

she

had

been

silly

to

think

it

.

Also

she

felt

she

must

have

seemed

greedy

to

expect

the

engine

as

well

as

the

sweets

.

So

her

face

changed

.

Peter

saw

it

.

He

hesitated

a

minute

;

then

his

face

changed

,

too

,

and

he

said

:

"

I

mean

not

ALL

the

engine

.

I

'll

let

you

go

halves

if

you

like

.

"

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