She examined the parcels' rack overhead.
"'_For light articles only_,'" she read out.

"But-but how do we manage when it's bedtime ?" "Bless the child, we don't sleep in the train! Why, in little over an hour we shall be at Merchester, and that's home." "Home!" Corona caught at the word and repeated it with a shiver of excitement.

"Home--in an hour ?" It was not that she distrusted; it was only that she could not focus her mind down to so small a distance.
"And now," said Nurse Branscome cheerfully, as they settled themselves down, "are you going to tell me about your passage, or am I to tell you about your father and the sort of place St.Hospital is?
Or would you," added this wise woman, "just like to sit still and look out of window and take it all in for a while ?" "Thank you," answered Corona, "that's what I want, ezactly." She nestled into her corner as the train drew forth beyond the purlieus and dingy suburbs of the great seaport and out into the country--our south country, all green and glorious with summer.
Can this world show the like of it, for comfort of eye and heart?
Her eyes drank, devoured it .-- Cattle knee-deep in green pasture, belly-deep in green water-flags by standing pools; cattle resting their long flanks while they chewed the cud; cattle whisking their tails amid the meadow-sweet, under hedges sprawled over with wild rose and honeysuckle .-- White flocks in the lengthening shade of elms; wood and copse; silver river and canal glancing between alders, hawthorns, pollard willows; lichened bridges of flint and brick; ancient cottages, thatched or red-tiled, timber-fronted, bulging out in friendliest fashion on the high road; the high road looping its way from village to village, still between hedges.

Corona had never before set eyes on a real hedge in the course of her young life; but all this country--right away to the rounded chalk hills over which the heat shimmered--was parcelled out by hedges--hedges by the hundred--and such hedges! "It's--it's like a garden," she stammered, turning around and meeting a question in Nurse Branscome's eyes.

"It's all so lovely and tiny and bandboxy.