The Railway Children Page #6

And when she is, we'll be so happy

we shan't mind the fuss.

Oh, look at those roses!

I'll take them up to her.

- And the sweetbriar.

- Oh, thank you.

Cor, look!

I wonder what's in there.

So that's an end to it! Now listen.

It's true, we're poor,

but we shall have enough to live on

as long as I have ideas for stories.

But you mustn't go about telling people

of our affairs. It isn't right!

And you must never, never, never

ask strangers to give you things.

Always remember that.

- Yes, Mother.

- I shall write to your old gentleman

and I shall tell him

that I didn't approve.

I shall thank him too,

of course, for his kindness,

but it you that I don't approve of,

not the old gentleman.

He's been extremely kind.

You can give my letter to your Mr Perks

to give to him.

And we won't say any more about it.

Isn't she marvellous

when she's angry?

Hello, head-nurse.

That's funny, I was thinking about you.

I wanted to talk to you, Doctor.

- Your mother's not worse I hope?

- No, but...

Come on, we'll go for a ride.

This is great fun.

Come on, out with it, head-nurse.

What's the trouble?

It's rather hard, you see, toout with it'

because of what Mother said.

What did Mother say?

She said I wasn't to go telling everyone

that we're poor.

- But you aren't everyone, are you?

- Not at all. Well?

Well, I know doctors

are very expensive

and Mrs Viney told me that her doctor

only cost her twopence a week

- because she belonged to a club.

- Yes.

Well, could we join

your club too, please?

The same as Mr Viney.

You aren't cross with me, are you?

Cross? How could I be?

You're a very sensible little woman.

Now don't you worry.

I'll make it all right with your mother,

even if I have to make

a special brand-new club just for her.

Thank you.

Bobbie, you're to tidy yourself up

in here.

Here's a new ribbon for you.

There, the surprise is ready.

When the bell rings again

you can come into the dining room.

Come on, Pete.

Of course.

Happy birthday.

Happy birthday, head-nurse.

Happy birthday, Miss Roberta.

My darling.

I helped to make it.

Happy birthday, Lanky.

# She was beautiful as a butterfly

# Proud as a queen

# Was pretty little Polly Perkins

# Of Paddington Green #

- Many happy returns.

- Thank you.

Lanky indeed!

Fatty.

- Hope you enjoy the cake.

- It's lovely. Thank you very much.

- Have a lovely party, my dear.

- Thank you for coming.

Thank you.

Wouldn't Daddy have loved this?

Thank you very much,

Mrs Waterbury.

Good night, good night.

Happy birthday!

Hey, happy birthday!

I hope Mother doesn't get too wet

in Wakefield.

We don't want her ill again.

It's like being in a besieged castle,

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