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"
Bong
is
'
good
,
'
"
said
Phyllis
.
"
Nous
etre
bong
pour
vous
.
"
I
do
not
know
whether
the
man
understood
her
words
,
but
he
understood
the
touch
of
the
hand
she
thrust
into
his
,
and
the
kindness
of
the
other
hand
that
stroked
his
shabby
sleeve
.
She
pulled
him
gently
towards
the
inmost
sanctuary
of
the
Station
Master
.
The
other
children
followed
,
and
the
Station
Master
shut
the
door
in
the
face
of
the
crowd
,
which
stood
a
little
while
in
the
booking
office
talking
and
looking
at
the
fast
closed
yellow
door
,
and
then
by
ones
and
twos
went
its
way
,
grumbling
.
Inside
the
Station
Master
's
room
Bobbie
still
held
the
stranger
's
hand
and
stroked
his
sleeve
.
"
Here
's
a
go
,
"
said
the
Station
Master
;
"
no
ticket
--
does
n't
even
know
where
he
wants
to
go
.
I
'm
not
sure
now
but
what
I
ought
to
send
for
the
police
.
"
"
Oh
,
DO
N'T
!
"
all
the
children
pleaded
at
once
.
And
suddenly
Bobbie
got
between
the
others
and
the
stranger
,
for
she
had
seen
that
he
was
crying
.
By
a
most
unusual
piece
of
good
fortune
she
had
a
handkerchief
in
her
pocket
.
By
a
still
more
uncommon
accident
the
handkerchief
was
moderately
clean
.
Standing
in
front
of
the
stranger
,
she
got
out
the
handkerchief
and
passed
it
to
him
so
that
the
others
did
not
see
.
"
Wait
till
Mother
comes
,
"
Phyllis
was
saying
;
"
she
does
speak
French
beautifully
.
You
'd
just
love
to
hear
her
.
"
