"Don't I tell you I see it in the paper ?" "Saw WHAT in the paper ?" asked Bobbie, but already the 11.54 was steaming into the station and the Station Master was looking at all the places where Perks was not and ought to have been.
Bobbie was left standing alone, the Station Cat watching her from under the bench with friendly golden eyes.
Of course you know already exactly what was going to happen.

Bobbie was not so clever.

She had the vague, confused, expectant feeling that comes to one's heart in dreams.

What her heart expected I can't tell--perhaps the very thing that you and I know was going to happen--but her mind expected nothing; it was almost blank, and felt nothing but tiredness and stupidness and an empty feeling, like your body has when you have been a long walk and it is very far indeed past your proper dinner-time.
Only three people got out of the 11.54.The first was a countryman with two baskety boxes full of live chickens who stuck their russet heads out anxiously through the wicker bars; the second was Miss Peckitt, the grocer's wife's cousin, with a tin box and three brown-paper parcels; and the third-- "Oh! my Daddy, my Daddy!" That scream went like a knife into the heart of everyone in the train, and people put their heads out of the windows to see a tall pale man with lips set in a thin close line, and a little girl clinging to him with arms and legs, while his arms went tightly round her.
* * * * * * "I knew something wonderful was going to happen," said Bobbie, as they went up the road, "but I didn't think it was going to be this.

Oh, my Daddy, my Daddy!" "Then didn't Mother get my letter ?" Father asked.
"There weren't any letters this morning.