If it were not so, the most poetical thing in the world would be the Underground Railway." "So it is," said Mr.Syme.
"Nonsense!" said Gregory, who was very rational when anyone else attempted paradox.

"Why do all the clerks and navvies in the railway trains look so sad and tired, so very sad and tired?
I will tell you.

It is because they know that the train is going right.

It is because they know that whatever place they have taken a ticket for that place they will reach.

It is because after they have passed Sloane Square they know that the next station must be Victoria, and nothing but Victoria.