"No, I didn't!" he candidly confessed. "But then, you know, I hadn't been trained to that kind of music!"
"I should much like to try your plan," I said, and, as Sylvie and Bruno happened to run up to us at the moment, I left them to keep the Earl company, and strolled along the platform, making each person and event play its part in an extempore drama for my especial benefit. "What, is the Earl tired of you already?" I said, as the children ran past me.
"No!" Sylvie replied with great emphasis. "He wants the evening-paper. So Bruno's going to be a little news-boy!"
"Mind you charge a good price for it!" I called after them.
Returning up the platform, I came upon Sylvie alone. "Well, child," I said, "where's your little news-boy? Couldn't he get you an evening-paper?"
"He went to get one at the book-stall at the other side," said Sylvie; "and he's coming across the line with it——oh, Bruno, you ought to cross by the bridge!" for the distant thud, thud, of the Express was already audible.
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