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The
mouth
of
the
tunnel
was
some
way
from
Three
Chimneys
,
so
Mother
let
them
take
their
lunch
with
them
in
a
basket
.
And
the
basket
would
do
to
bring
the
cherries
back
in
if
they
found
any
.
She
also
lent
them
her
silver
watch
so
that
they
should
not
be
late
for
tea
.
Peter
's
Waterbury
had
taken
it
into
its
head
not
to
go
since
the
day
when
Peter
dropped
it
into
the
water-butt
.
And
they
started
.
When
they
got
to
the
top
of
the
cutting
,
they
leaned
over
the
fence
and
looked
down
to
where
the
railway
lines
lay
at
the
bottom
of
what
,
as
Phyllis
said
,
was
exactly
like
a
mountain
gorge
.
"
If
it
was
n't
for
the
railway
at
the
bottom
,
it
would
be
as
though
the
foot
of
man
had
never
been
there
,
would
n't
it
?
"
The
sides
of
the
cutting
were
of
grey
stone
,
very
roughly
hewn
.
Indeed
,
the
top
part
of
the
cutting
had
been
a
little
natural
glen
that
had
been
cut
deeper
to
bring
it
down
to
the
level
of
the
tunnel
's
mouth
.
Among
the
rocks
,
grass
and
flowers
grew
,
and
seeds
dropped
by
birds
in
the
crannies
of
the
stone
had
taken
root
and
grown
into
bushes
and
trees
that
overhung
the
cutting
.
Near
the
tunnel
was
a
flight
of
steps
leading
down
to
the
line
--
just
wooden
bars
roughly
fixed
into
the
earth
--
a
very
steep
and
narrow
way
,
more
like
a
ladder
than
a
stair
.
"
We
'd
better
get
down
,
"
said
Peter
;
"
I
'm
sure
the
cherries
would
be
quite
easy
to
get
at
from
the
side
of
the
steps
.
You
remember
it
was
there
we
picked
the
cherry
blossoms
that
we
put
on
the
rabbit
's
grave
.
"
So
they
went
along
the
fence
towards
the
little
swing
gate
that
is
at
the
top
of
these
steps
.
And
they
were
almost
at
the
gate
when
Bobbie
said
:
--
"
Hush
.
Stop
!
What
's
that
?
"
"
That
"
was
a
very
odd
noise
indeed
--
a
soft
noise
,
but
quite
plainly
to
be
heard
through
the
sound
of
the
wind
in
tree
branches
,
and
the
hum
and
whir
of
the
telegraph
wires
.
It
was
a
sort
of
rustling
,
whispering
sound
.
As
they
listened
it
stopped
,
and
then
it
began
again
.
And
this
time
it
did
not
stop
,
but
it
grew
louder
and
more
rustling
and
rumbling
.
