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"A minister," reflected Aunt Cyrilla, beginning to classify, "who takes better care of other folks' souls than of his own body; and that woman in the sealskin is discontented and cross at something  got up too early to catch the train, maybe; and that young chap must be one of the boys not long out of the hospital. A MINISTER REFLECTED AUNT SYLLA BEGINNING TO CLASSIFY WHO TAKES BETTER CARE OF OTHER FOLKS'S SOULS THAN OF HIS OWN BODY AND THAT WOMAN IN THE SEALSKIN IS DISCONTENTED AND CROSS AT SOMETHING GOT UP TOO EARLY TO CATCH THE TRAIN MAYBE AND THAT YOUNG CHAP MUST BE ONE OF THE BOYS NOT LONG OUT OF THE HOSPITAL
d them their tickets with a grim face. "If there's any more snow comes, the trains might as well keep Christmas too," he said. "There's been so much snow already that traffic is blocked half the time, and now there ain't no place to shovel the snow off onto." Aunt Cyrilla said that if the train were to get to Pembroke in time for Christmas, it would get there; and she opened her basket and gave the stationmaster and three small boys an apple apiece. "That's the beginning," groaned Lucy Rose to herself. When their train came along Aunt Cyrilla established herself in one seat and her basket in another, and looked beamingly around her at her fellow travellers. These were few in number--a delicate little woman at the end of the car, with a baby and four other children, a young girl across the aisle with a pale, pretty face, a sunburned lad three seats ahead in a khaki uniform, a very handsome, imposing old lady in a sealskin coat ahead of him, and a thin young man with spectacles opposite. NG FLAKES THE STATION MASTER SOLD THEM THEIR TICKETS WITH A GRIM FACE IF THERE'S ANY MORE SNOW COMES THE TRAINS MIGHT AS WELL KEEP CHRISTMAS TOO HE SAID THERE'S BEEN SO MUCH SNOW ALREADY THAT TRAFFIC IS BLOCKED HALF THE TIME AND NOW THERE AIN'T NO PLACE TO SHOVEL A SNOW OFF ON TOO AUNT CYRILA SAID IF THE TRAIN WERE TO GET TO PEMBROKE IN TIME FOR CHRISTMAS IT WOULD GET THERE AND SHE OPENED HER BASKET AND GAVE THE STATION MASTER AND THREE SMALL BOYS AN APPLE APIECE THERE'S THE BEGINNING GROANED LUCY ROSE TO HERSELF WHEN THEIR TRAIN CAME ALONG AUNT CYRILLA ESTABLISHED HERSELF IN ONE SEAT AND HER BASKET IN ANOTHER AND LOOKED BEAMINGLY AROUND HER AT HER FELLOW TRAVELLERS THESE WERE FEW IN NUMBER A DELICATE LITTLE WOMAN AT THE END OF THE CAR WITH A BABY AND FOUR OTHER CHILDREN A YOUNG GIRL ACROSS THE AISLE WITH A PALE PRETTY FACE A SUNBURNED LAD THREE SEATS AHEAD IN A KHAKI UNIFORM A VERY HANDSOME IMPOSING OLD LADY IN A SEALSKIN COAT AHEAD OF HIM AND A THIN YOUNG MAN WITH SPECTACLES OPPOSITE
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