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He handed his ticket to the conductor with a broad smile, saying in an undertone, "What kind of passengers are we carrying this afternoon?" "The usual kind, I guess!  You're on the wrong train, sonny!" Gilbert almost leaped into the air, and committed himself by making a motion to reach down his valise. HE HANDED HIS TICKET TO THE CONDUCTOR WITH A BROAD SMILE SAYING IN AN UNDERTONE WHAT KIND OF PASSENGERS ARE WE CARRYING THIS AFTERNOON THE USUAL KIND OF GUESS YOU'RE ON THE WRONG TRAIN SONNY GILBERT ALMOST LEAPED INTO THE AIR AND COMMITTED HIMSELF BY MAKING A MOTION TO REACH DOWN HIS VALISE
ody _said_ it was the White Mountain train!" "So it is, Miss, but if you wanted to stop at North Conway you'd ought to have taken the 3.55, platform 8." "Put me off, then, please, and let me wait for the 3.55." "Can't do it, Miss; this is an express train; only stops at Lowell, where this gentleman is going!" (Here the conductor gave a sportive wink at the bridegroom who had an appointment in Lawrence.) The pretty girl burst into a flood of tears and turned her face despairingly to the window, while the bride talked to the groom excitedly about what they ought to have done and what they would have done had she been consulted. Gilbert could hardly conceal his enjoyment of the situation, and indeed everybody within hearing--that is, anybody who chanced to be on the right train--looked at the bride and groom and the pretty girl, and tittered audibly. "Why don't people make inquiries?" thought Gilbert superciliously. "Perhaps they have never been anywhere before, but even that's no excuse.  TRAIN AND EVERYBODY SAID IT WAS THE WHITE MOUNTAIN TRAIN SO IT IS MISS BUT IF YOU WANTED TO STOP AT NORTH CONWAY YOU OUGHT TO HAVE TAKEN THE THREE FIFTY FIVE PLATFORM EIGHT PUT ME OFF THEN PLEASE AND LET ME WAIT FOR THE THREE FIFTY FIVE CAN'T DO IT MISS THIS IS AN EXPRESS TRAIN ONLY STOPS AT LOWELL WHERE THIS GENTLEMAN IS GOING HERE THE CONDUCTOR GAVE A SPORTIVE WINK AT THE BRIDEGROOM WHO HAD AN APPOINTMENT IN LAWRENCE THE PRETTY GIRL BURST INTO A FLOOD OF TEARS AND TURNED HER FACE DESPAIRINGLY TO THE WINDOW WHILE THE BRIDE TALKED TO THE GROOM EXCITEDLY ABOUT WHAT THEY OUGHT TO HAVE DONE AND WHAT THEY WOULD HAVE DONE HAD SHE BEEN CONSULTED GILBERT COULD HARDLY CONCEAL HIS ENJOYMENT OF THE SITUATION AND INDEED EVERYBODY WITHIN HEARING THAT IS ANYBODY WHO CHANCED TO BE ON THE RIGHT TRAIN LOOKED AT THE BRIDE AND GROOM AND THE PRETTY GIRL AND TITTERED AUDIBLY WHY DON'T PEOPLE MAKE INQUIRIES THOUGHT GILBERT SUPERCILIOUSLY PERHAPS THEY'VE NEVER BEEN ANYWHERE BEFORE BUT EVEN THAT'S NO EXCUSE
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