And they say we may fish whenever we like.

And Bill is going to show us the way next time he's in these parts.

He says we don't know really." "He said YOU didn't know," said Peter; "but, Mother, he said he'd tell all the bargees up and down the canal that we were the real, right sort, and they were to treat us like good pals, as we were." "So then I said," Phyllis interrupted, "we'd always each wear a red ribbon when we went fishing by the canal, so they'd know it was US, and we were the real, right sort, and be nice to us!" "So you've made another lot of friends," said Mother; "first the railway and then the canal!" "Oh, yes," said Bobbie; "I think everyone in the world is friends if you can only get them to see you don't want to be UN-friends." "Perhaps you're right," said Mother; and she sighed.

"Come, Chicks.

It's bedtime." "Yes," said Phyllis.