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I began to get thoroughly alarmed. This train was simply doing what it liked. There was no reliance to be placed upon it whatever. The next thing it would do would be to go sideways. It seemed to me that I ought to get up and see into this matter; but, while pondering the business, I fell asleep again. I BEGAN TO GET THOROUGHLY ALARMED THIS TRAIN WAS SIMPLY DOING WHAT IT LIKED THERE WAS NO RELIANCE TO BE PLACED UPON IT WHATEVER THE NEXT THING IT WOULD DO WOULD BE TO GO SIDEWAYS IT SEEMED TO ME THAT I OUGHT TO GET UP AND SEE INTO THIS MATTER BUT WHILE PONDERING THE BUSINESS I FELL ASLEEP AGAIN
ut when I awoke a little later on, I found myself going backwards. I naturally felt indignant. I said: "Who's put me over here? I was over there, you know. You've no right to do that!" They assured me, however, that nobody had shifted me, but that the train had turned round at Ghent. I was annoyed at this. It seemed to me a mean trick for a train to start off in one direction, and thus lure you into taking your seat (or somebody else's seat, as the case might be) under the impression that you were going to travel that way, and then, afterwards, turn round and go the other way. I felt very doubtful, in my own mind, as to whether the train knew where it was going at all. At Brussels we got out and had some more coffee and rolls. I forget what language I talked at Brussels, but nobody understood me. When I next awoke, after leaving Brussels, I found myself going forwards again. The engine had apparently changed its mind for the second time, and was pulling the carriages the other way now. STEND I PREFER TO TRAVEL THAT WAY BUT WHEN I AWOKE A LITTLE LATER ON I FOUND MYSELF GOING BACKWARDS I NATURALLY FELT INDIGNANT I SAID WHO'S PUT ME OVER HERE I WAS OVER THERE YOU KNOW YOU'VE NO RIGHT TO DO THAT THEY ASSURED ME HOWEVER THAT NOBODY HAD SHIFTED ME BUT THAT THE TRAIN HAD TURNED ROUND AGAINST I WAS ANNOYED AT THIS IT SEEMED TO ME A MEAN TRICK FOR A TRAIN TO START OFF IN ONE DIRECTION AND THUS LURE YOU INTO TAKING YOUR SEAT OR SOMEBODY ELSE'S SEAT AS THE CASE MIGHT BE UNDER THE IMPRESSION THAT YOU WERE GOING TO TRAVEL THAT WAY AND THEN AFTERWARDS TURN ROUND AND GO THE OTHER WAY I FELT VERY DOUBTFUL IN MY OWN MIND AS TO WHETHER THE TRAIN KNEW WHERE IT WAS GOING AT ALL AT BRUSSELS WE GOT OUT AND HAD SOME MORE COFFEE AND ROLLS I FORGET WHAT LANGUAGE I TALKED AT BRUSSELS BUT NOBODY UNDERSTOOD ME WHEN I NEXT AWOKE AFTER LEAVING BRUSSELS I FOUND MYSELF GOING FORWARDS AGAIN THE ENGINE HAD APPARENTLY CHANGED ITS MIND FOR THE SECOND TIME AND WAS PULLING THE CARRIAGES THE OTHER WAY NOW
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