"Let's pretend he's a cuckoo and push him out," suggested Tom.
"Tommy!" said his mother.
"Oh, I didn't mean him to fall far," said Tommy—"just a kind of roll."
"Not the kind you eat," said his mother.
"No, dear, I couldn't let you; he would be startled even if he wasn't hurt."
"A train's so stupid," said Tommy, yawning.
Susie was on the alert in an instant.
"There! I knew he was going to be naughty," she said delightedly. "Soon he'll be pulling the cord, or trying to break the glass, or doing something else he oughtn't to. When he begins like that he's generally very tiresome."
"Hush, Susie," said her mother; "see how good Dick is."
"And me!" cried Tommy.