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. I am so nervous; I'm always afraid of those tunnels. You never can tell what is going to happen in a tunnel. However, it's too late now for regrets— Don't you feel hungry?

. I should say I do. It always gives me an appetite to ride on the train.

. If you travelled more maybe you'd pick up faster. Now you look like half a Philopena— Hand me down the basket— Better see how the cat is.

. Hello, kitty! Puss! Puss! My, what eyes! They shine like fire.

. I'm thankful it hasn't given us any trouble, though. It's time to eat.

. Another stop.

. Good. We can spread the things out now.

. One minute! One minute!

. Water! Who wants water?

. These breaded chops ought to taste good. Spread the paper for a cloth— Give me a napkin— Don't upset the wine-bottle

. I beg your pardon, ladies

. Eh?

. Oh!

. What! You again?

. Yes, I was riding in the smoking-car.

. But weren't you left behind?

. We thought

. But my luggage? How is this?

. Oh! I beg your pardon!

. You see

. We thought you had missed the train, and, so as to oblige you