100 Two Litrite Piucrms’ Progress

thought the train would begin to move again and
carry them away. Some were expecting friends to
meet them, some were anxious about finding accom-
modations. Those who knew each other talked, asked
questions over people’s shoulders, and there was a
general anxiety about valises, parcels, and umbrellas.
Robin and Meg were pressed back into their section |
by the crowd, against which they were too young to
make headway.

“We shall have to wait until the grown-up people
have passed by,” Rob said.

But the crowd in the aisle soon lost its compactness,
and they were able to get out. The porter who stood
on the platform near the steps looked at them curiously
and glanced behind them to see who was with them,
but he said ncthing.

It seemed to the two as if all the world must have
poured itself into the big depét, or be passing through
it. People were rushing about, friends were searching
for one another, pushing their way through the surging
crowd; some were greeting each other with exclama-
tions and hand-shaking and stopping up the way;
there was a babel of voices, a clamour of shouts within
the covered space, and from outside came a roar of
sound issuing from the city.

For a few moments Robin and Meg were over-