She drank it down thirstily.
"Thank you," she said, her voice sounding more natural.
"Is there nothing else, Beth?
Could you eat anything ?" "No, nothing.

I am just tired--oh, so tired in both body and brain.
Let me sit here in quiet until the train comes.

Will that be long ?" He pointed far off toward the westward, along those parallel rails now beginning to gleam in the rays of the sun.

On the outer rim of the desert a black spiral of smoke was curling into the horizon.
"It is coming now; we had but little time to spare." "Is that a fast train?
Are you certain it will stop here ?" "To both questions, yes," he replied, relieved to see her exhibit some returning interest.

"They all stop here for water; it is a long run from this place to Bolton Junction." She said nothing in reply, her gaze far down the track where those spirals of smoke were constantly becoming more plainly visible.