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94 "I think there is a seat empty just behind that very fat lady," Meg whispered.

It was at the end of the car, and they went to it and found she was right. They took possession of it quietly, putting their satchel under the seat.

"It seems so still," said Meg. "I feel as if I was in somebody's bedroom. The sound of the wheels makes it seem all the quieter. It's as if we were shut in by the noise."

"We mustn't talk," said Robin, "or we shall waken the people. Can you go to sleep, Meg?"

"I can if I can stop thinking," she answered, with a joyful sigh. "I'm very tired—but the wheels keep saying over and over again, 'We're going—we're going—we're going!' It's just as if they were talking. Don't you hear them?"

"Yes, I do. Do they say that to you too? But we mustn't listen," Robin whispered back. "If we do, we shall not go to sleep, and then we shall be too tired to walk about. Let's put our heads down and shut our eyes, Meg."

"Well, let's," said Meg.

She curled herself up on the seat and put her head into the corner.

"If you lean against me, Rob," she said, "it will be softer. We can take turns."