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you're going to be alone you come and spend the day with me" said Mrs. Jones. "I will give you a lovely lunch and make you a treacle pudding—and we'll have a chocolate cake for tea, and banana sandwiches. And you shall take Baby out in his pram and give him his bottle."
    "Do you mean it?" said Rose, her eyes shining. "Take him out in his pram! Oh, we should feel grand after wheeling our tiny dolls* prams! We'd love to come, Mrs. Jones."
    "Would you come to tea, too, Mr. Pink-Whistle?" asked Mrs. Jones.
    "I'd love to," said Pink-Whistle, beaming. "My word—two nice children and a baby to play with. I'll be very, very lucky!"
    Well, the twins went for the day and Mr. Pink-Whistle went to tea, and I couldn't really tell you who was the happiest in that little house—
    Mrs. Jones, or Mr. Pink-Whistle, or the twins, or the baby.
    And now the twins go to Mrs. Jones every single day after school to play with a real live baby instead of dolls—though they haven't forgotten their dolls, of course. They have a wonderful time with the baby—but just wait till they see his very first tooth. It's coming through to-morrow, and nobody knows yet—except Mr. Pink-Whistle.
    He knows so much, doesn't he? It must be nice to put so many things right. I hope he'll be along the day things go wrong with you!

CHAPTER VII

    MR. PINK-WHISTLE TRICK
    ONE winter's afternoon, just as it was getting dark, Mr. Pink-Whistle walked down a road near a school.
    "Let me see—it's just about the time that the children come out of afternoon school," said Mr. Pink-Whistle, trying to see the time by his watch. "I'll watch them as they go by. Perhaps one or two of them will know me!"
    So he stood by a shop and waited. Soon he heard chattering and clattering—and out came all the children from the school down the road.
    Two small girls came first, talking together. They walked along and didn't notice Pink-Whistle. Just as they had passed him, another child ran up—a big boy. As he passed the two little girls he swerved and bumped into them both.
    Down went one of them—and the other was sent into the nearby wall. They screamed.
    The boy roared with laughter and ran on. "It's Sam again!" said one girl, picking herself up "Horrid thing—why does he always have to bump into people when he passes them? I suppose he thinks it's funny."
    "Your coat is all muddy," said the other little girl. "Your mother will be awfully cross! How I hate Sam! He's always so rough."
    Mr. Pink-Whistle was just going to go up to the two children to see if he could do anything about the little girl's coat when they ran off together.
    He frowned. What a horrible boy! Did he really make a habit of bumping into others like that?
    A small boy came by with his satchel on his back—and suddenly someone swopped down on him, bumped into him and knocked him flying!

    TWO SMALL GIRLS CAME FIRST, BUT THEY DIDN'T NOTICE MR. PINK-WHISTLE.
    "You beast, Sam!" yelled the small boy. "Lying in wait for me again!
    I'll tell my father."
    "Pooh!" shouted back Sam, and shot off across the road. Mr. Pink-Whistle went to help the small boy to pick up his books. They were lying in a puddle.
    "Oh—thanks," said the boy. "Gosh, I shall get into a row—all my books soaked! Blow Sam! I bet he's hiding somewhere near to bump into as many of us as he can. He's so big, you see—the biggest of our class."
    It was rather dark now and the little boy couldn't see Pink-Whistle clearly. How pleased he would have been if he had known who it was that was helping him!
    A girl came along after that, and two more behind her. Pink-Whistle stood nearby, watching out for the horrid Sam. Was he hiding somewhere again so that he could rush out at these children, too?
    Yes—he was! Whooosh! He shot across the road and bumped heavily into the first little girl—and then swung round to bump into the others. Pink-Whistle shouted a warning to them.
    "Hey—lookout!"
    They just got out of Sam's way in time and he almost crashed