13/26 "Oh, look! and so are the others. It's like the woods in Macbeth." "It's magic," said Phyllis, breathlessly. "I always knew this railway was enchanted." It really did seem a little like magic. For all the trees for about twenty yards of the opposite bank seemed to be slowly walking down towards the railway line, the tree with the grey leaves bringing up the rear like some old shepherd driving a flock of green sheep. Let's go home." But Bobbie and Peter clung fast to the rail and watched breathlessly. |