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Rh too excited to see, and the man looked down and spoke to him.

"Chicago train?" he said in a voice which was abrupt without being ill-natured. "Yes, you're all right. Got your sleeping-car tickets?"

Robin looked up at him quickly. He knew the voice, and was vaguely glad to hear it. He and Meg had never been in a sleeping-car in their lives, and he did not quite understand. He held out his tickets.

"We're going to sleep on the train," he said, "but we have nothing but these."

"Next car but two then," he said. "And you'd better hurry."

And when both voices thanked him at once, and the two caught each other's hands and ran towards their car, he looked after them and laughed.

"I'm blessed if they're not by themselves," he said, watching them as they scrambled up the steps. "And they're going to the Fair, I'll bet a dollar. That's Young America, and no mistake."