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 wooded country where such strange things could come to pass. The brakeman glanced inquiringly over his shoulder and shouted,

“All aboard!”

The bell began to jangle, the wheels creaked and groaned, the heavy cars slowly gathered  headway—there was still time to run and catch  the last step, but Hugh did not move. The line of cars, with a final echoing whistle, slid away  into the morning mist and disappeared behind  the shoulder of a hill, leaving him behind, committed at last to his adventure.