Anyway, it seemed a very long time that they waited.
Phyllis grew impatient.

"I expect the watch is wrong, and the train's gone by," said she.
Peter relaxed the heroic attitude he had chosen to show off his two flags.

And Bobbie began to feel sick with suspense.
It seemed to her that they had been standing there for hours and hours, holding those silly little red flannel flags that no one would ever notice.

The train wouldn't care.

It would go rushing by them and tear round the corner and go crashing into that awful mound.