– Paul!
– My ball’s gone in Mr Gordon’s garden, Father.
– Get off the wall, Paul. Ask at the door.
– They aren’t in. And Mr Gordon said that if he saw my ball in the garden once more, he’d…
– You’ll fall, Paul!
– I shan’t fall! This wall isn’t hard to… Ouch!
– Are you all right?
– Oh, my arm hurts a bit. But I’m all right.
– The Gordons aren’t in, you say?
– No, they aren’t.
– All right!
– Father! Father, you’ll fall!