They waited one hour.
A train came--he was not there.

Down the line the red and green lights shone.

It was very dark and very cold.
"Ask him if the London train's come," said Paul to Annie, when they saw a man in a tip cap.
"I'm not," said Annie.

"You be quiet--he might send us off." But Paul was dying for the man to know they were expecting someone by the London train: it sounded so grand.

Yet he was much too much scared of broaching any man, let alone one in a peaked cap, to dare to ask.