> "Teddy," he said, "I'm going to pull up flowers from the flower bed.” "No Davy . . . pulling up flowers is naughty . . . don't pull up the flowers.” The little voice squeaked and the arms waved.
> "Teddy, I'm going to break a window.” "No, Davy . . . breaking windows is naughty . . . don't break any windows . . .” "Teddy, I'm going to kill a man.” Silence, just silence. Even the eyes and the arms were still.
> The roar of the gun broke the silence and blew a ruin of gears, wires and bent metal from the back of the destroyed teddy bear.
> "Teddy . . . oh, teddy . . . you should have told me," David said and dropped the gun and at last was crying.
> "Teddy, I'm going to break a window.” "No, Davy . . . breaking windows is naughty . . . don't break any windows . . .” "Teddy, I'm going to kill a man.” Silence, just silence. Even the eyes and the arms were still.
> The roar of the gun broke the silence and blew a ruin of gears, wires and bent metal from the back of the destroyed teddy bear.
> "Teddy . . . oh, teddy . . . you should have told me," David said and dropped the gun and at last was crying.