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The
hour
would
be
full
of
incident
and
of
interest
,
for
there
would
be
two
up
trains
and
one
down
to
look
at
before
the
one
that
should
bring
Mother
back
.
"
Perhaps
it
'll
have
stopped
raining
by
then
,
"
said
Bobbie
;
"
anyhow
,
I
'm
glad
I
brought
Mother
's
waterproof
and
umbrella
.
"
They
went
into
the
desert
spot
labelled
General
Waiting
Room
,
and
the
time
passed
pleasantly
enough
in
a
game
of
advertisements
.
You
know
the
game
,
of
course
?
It
is
something
like
dumb
Crambo
.
The
players
take
it
in
turns
to
go
out
,
and
then
come
back
and
look
as
like
some
advertisement
as
they
can
,
and
the
others
have
to
guess
what
advertisement
it
is
meant
to
be
.
Bobbie
came
in
and
sat
down
under
Mother
's
umbrella
and
made
a
sharp
face
,
and
everyone
knew
she
was
the
fox
who
sits
under
the
umbrella
in
the
advertisement
.
Phyllis
tried
to
make
a
Magic
Carpet
of
Mother
's
waterproof
,
but
it
would
not
stand
out
stiff
and
raft-like
as
a
Magic
Carpet
should
,
and
nobody
could
guess
it
.
Everyone
thought
Peter
was
carrying
things
a
little
too
far
when
he
blacked
his
face
all
over
with
coal-dust
and
struck
a
spidery
attitude
and
said
he
was
the
blot
that
advertises
somebody
's
Blue
Black
Writing
Fluid
.
It
was
Phyllis
's
turn
again
,
and
she
was
trying
to
look
like
the
Sphinx
that
advertises
What
's
-
his-name
's
Personally
Conducted
Tours
up
the
Nile
when
the
sharp
ting
of
the
signal
announced
the
up
train
.
The
children
rushed
out
to
see
it
pass
.
On
its
engine
were
the
particular
driver
and
fireman
who
were
now
numbered
among
the
children
's
dearest
friends
.
Courtesies
passed
between
them
.
Jim
asked
after
the
toy
engine
,
and
Bobbie
pressed
on
his
acceptance
a
moist
,
greasy
package
of
toffee
that
she
had
made
herself
.
Charmed
by
this
attention
,
the
engine-driver
consented
to
consider
her
request
that
some
day
he
would
take
Peter
for
a
ride
on
the
engine
.
"
Stand
back
,
Mates
,
"
cried
the
engine-driver
,
suddenly
,
"
and
horf
she
goes
.
"
And
sure
enough
,
off
the
train
went
.
The
children
watched
the
tail-lights
of
the
train
till
it
disappeared
round
the
curve
of
the
line
,
and
then
turned
to
go
back
to
the
dusty
freedom
of
the
General
Waiting
Room
and
the
joys
of
the
advertisement
game
.
They
expected
to
see
just
one
or
two
people
,
the
end
of
the
procession
of
passengers
who
had
given
up
their
tickets
and
gone
away
.
Instead
,
the
platform
round
the
door
of
the
station
had
a
dark
blot
round
it
,
and
the
dark
blot
was
a
crowd
of
people
.
"
Oh
!
"
cried
Peter
,
with
a
thrill
of
joyous
excitement
,
"
something
's
happened
!
Come
on
!
"
