They'll be most dreadfully anxious." "I say, Mother, why can't his grandfather pay for a nurse ?" Peter suggested.

"That would be ripping.

I expect the old boy's rolling in money.

Grandfathers in books always are." "Well, this one isn't in a book," said Mother, "so we mustn't expect him to roll much." "I say," said Peter, musingly, "wouldn't it be jolly if we all WERE in a book, and you were writing it?
Then you could make all sorts of jolly things happen, and make Jim's legs get well at once and be all right to-morrow, and Father come home soon and--" "Do you miss your Father very much ?" Mother asked, rather coldly, Peter thought.
"Awfully," said Peter, briefly.
Mother was enveloping and addressing the second letter.
"You see," Peter went on slowly, "you see, it's not only him BEING Father, but now he's away there's no other man in the house but me--that's why I want Jim to stay so frightfully much.

Wouldn't you like to be writing that book with us all in it, Mother, and make Daddy come home soon ?" Peter's Mother put her arm round him suddenly, and hugged him in silence for a minute.