Susan said, “Well, I don’t mind, because it’s not my birthday.”
Helen said, “It was the man’s fault for taking all those ones in the village.”
Susan said, “My birthday’s on April the Fifteenth and I’m five and Henry’s three and his birthday’s the same day as mine, isn’t that funny?”
And Barbara said, “Well, I know I’m six.”
Then they all began to eat again.
But if Barbara was six, where was the big birthday-cake with six candles on it? Ah!
You see, Barbara lived in a big town, and the Doctor looked at her one day and said “H’m!” Then he asked her to put out her tongue, and when he saw it, he said, “Tut-tut-tut!” Then he put his fingers on her wrist and looked at his watch, and the watch was even worse than the tongue, for he said, “Come, come, this won’t do.” And just when Barbara was going to say, “Would you like to try my watch?” the Doctor turned to Barbara’s Father and Mother and said, “She wants a change.” So it was decided that on Monday Barbara should take her Nurse into the country for a Change.
“But what about my birthday?” said Barbara. “Will I be at home for my birthday?”
Barbara’s Father brought out his Pocket Diary, and it was found that she couldn’t get home again until two days after her birthday.
“Never mind,” said her Mother; “you can have your birthday three days later this year.”