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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. 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
his kind were fore-ordained, and she slept calmly. But Lucy Rose got up three times in the night to see if it were storming, and when she did sleep had horrible nightmares of struggling through blinding snowstorms dragging Aunt Cyrilla's Christmas basket along with her. It was not snowing in the early morning, and Uncle Leopold drove Aunt Cyrilla and Lucy Rose and the basket to the station, four miles off. When they reached there the air was thick with flying flakes. The stationmaster 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 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. THIS SHE BELIEVED MATTERS OF THIS KIND WERE FORE ORDAINED AND SHE SLEPT CALMLY BUT LUCY ROSE GOT UP THREE TIMES IN THE NIGHT TO SEE IF IT WERE STORMING AND WHEN SHE DID SLEEP HAD HORRIBLE NIGHTMARES OF STRUGGLING THROUGH BLINDING SNOWSTORMS DRAGGING AUNT CIRILLA'S CHRISTMAS BASKET ALONG WITH HER IT WAS NOT SNOWING IN THE EARLY MORNING AND UNCLE LEOPOLD DROVE AUNT SYLLA AND LUCY ROSE AND THE BASKET TO THE STATION FOUR MILES OFF WHEN THEY REACHED THERE THE AIR WAS THICK WITH FLYING 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
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