that way myself—just to punish them, you know. I've had a good time this afternoon, punishing two nasty little boys. My word, they were horrid little things—always teasing the smaller ones and getting them into trouble."
The two boys gazed at him, afraid.
"You've no idea of the things I did!" said Mr. Pink-Whistle, passing them the seed-cake. "My, the tricks I played in their class this afternoon—and what a time I had when those boys fought. I fought, too—biff, bang, thud!"
The boys looked at one another uncomfortably. They both felt very scared.
"You know, T always think that If mean, unkind people get treated meanly and unkindly themselves sometimes, they learn how horrid it is," said Mr. Pink-Whistle. "Of course—they sometimes need more than one lesson—perhaps two, or four, or even six!"
He looked hard at the two boys. They looked back. "Sir," said George, in a small voice. "We shan't need more than that one lesson. I promise you that."
"I promise you, too," said Harry, in a whisper. "It's—it's very kind of you, sir, to take us home and give us this tea—when you know we're mean."
"Bless us all, you can come again as often as you like—so long as you don't need another lesson from me, but only a nice tea!" said kind Mr. Pink-Whistle. "Now do take another piece of cake each— just to show there's no ill-feeling between us!"
Well, they did, of course. And, so far as I know, Mr. Pink-Whistle hasn't had to give them another lesson—yet! But he would, you know, .f they broke their promise. He's kind—but he's fierce, too, when he's putting wrong things right!
THE END
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The two boys gazed at him, afraid.
"You've no idea of the things I did!" said Mr. Pink-Whistle, passing them the seed-cake. "My, the tricks I played in their class this afternoon—and what a time I had when those boys fought. I fought, too—biff, bang, thud!"
The boys looked at one another uncomfortably. They both felt very scared.
"You know, T always think that If mean, unkind people get treated meanly and unkindly themselves sometimes, they learn how horrid it is," said Mr. Pink-Whistle. "Of course—they sometimes need more than one lesson—perhaps two, or four, or even six!"
He looked hard at the two boys. They looked back. "Sir," said George, in a small voice. "We shan't need more than that one lesson. I promise you that."
"I promise you, too," said Harry, in a whisper. "It's—it's very kind of you, sir, to take us home and give us this tea—when you know we're mean."
"Bless us all, you can come again as often as you like—so long as you don't need another lesson from me, but only a nice tea!" said kind Mr. Pink-Whistle. "Now do take another piece of cake each— just to show there's no ill-feeling between us!"
Well, they did, of course. And, so far as I know, Mr. Pink-Whistle hasn't had to give them another lesson—yet! But he would, you know, .f they broke their promise. He's kind—but he's fierce, too, when he's putting wrong things right!
THE END
SMcG
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